Hey Lover|Fyozai

(Eng)

I was going to read The Murders in the Rue Morgue at the recommendation of a friend. While I was looking for the book, someone bumped into me hard. While I was looking to see who hit it, I saw the young man picking up his book that had fallen to the ground. He apologized right away. There was nervous breathing. He went to one of the tables and opened his book in front of him. My hands searched the shelves for the book as I watched it. He noticed me staring at him as he ruffled his hair with his hands. At that moment, I thought that I should look for the book with my eyes, not with my hands, and I turned around. When I found the book, I looked for a place to sit, but there were no empty tables. I had to move in with a girl I didn't know. As I was starting the book, I wanted to see what the girl was reading for once. The girl was looking at the boy who hit me instead of the book.

 "Do you know him?" I asked in a whisper.

 "I was undecided whether to go to him because he seemed angry."

"I understand."

The girl returned to her book. I continued to watch the black-haired young man.He had an interesting type, he wanted to talk, but I didn't want to give the impression of a pervert so I turned away. 

I had to stay in the library until the downpour outside was over. I finished the book. I was just sitting idly by now. From time to time, I was watching him, and when he looked at me, I turned around. Time passed like this, but the rain did not stop. Although it was a pleasant weather, the fact that it had taken so long and that the library would be closed in half an hour was frightening. I stopped looking at the book I had finished in front of me and put the book back. It was boring to sit all the time. I slowly came to my seat. He was getting up and getting ready to leave when I turned to look at him once more. When he got to the door, he opened his umbrella and turned to me. He closed his umbrella and came closer to me.

 "It will close in a little while. I can drop you off at your house."

He said that he assumed I accepted because I was slurring the words instead of giving a straight answer, and he turned to the door with a smile. As he opened his umbrella and left, I finally got up from where I was sitting and went to him. 

Due to the sound of thunder and heavy rain, we needed to speak louder, and I raised my voice and asked her name. 

"What is your name?"

"Fyodor Dostoevsky. What is yours, sir?"

"Dazai Osamu."

He stopped walking. He held out his hand to show his satisfaction. This polite behavior was too impressive for me. Without delay, I shook his hand. His hand was dry, soft, and too cold. 

"I'd like to apologize again for bumping into you today. I had a little argument with my employer so I was a little pissed off. And I'd like to point out that you have great reading pleasure."

"Thank you and it's absolutely okay. It's normal."

"The way you looked at me made me feel like something was wrong."

I smiled shyly and ruffled my hair with my hands. "It wasn't because you crashed.Frankly, I was wondering how to talk to you because I found your style to be tutelally interesting."

"Oh, sorry for my misunderstanding. Let me make up for the day at a nice bar."

I was thinking in my heart that I had bed plans from the first day, but looking once more at the polite stance of the person in front of me, I realized that it was only my wicked thoughts.

 I didn't decline his offer. We chatted and spent some time while we were having a drink in a really nice bar. He spoke very politely, smiling sweetly from time to time. Our tastes were so matched that it was as if God had introduced her to me as my soul mate. He was the most impressive person I have ever seen in my life.

 At the end of the day, we gave our numbers before we left, and so both of our lives began. 

And now we are in the 4th year of our love. Owning it makes me feel like I own the universe, not the world. I would like to thank my friend who always recommended this book to me.I placed the book at the entrance of our house. This is how we all started. 

These soulmates are now completely each other's mates.