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⌗ 07:
Dear Diary,
I wasn't mistaken. It was really her.
When I went to the cafeteria to grab some food, I saw her again, sitting alone at a four-chaired table with papers spread out in front of her. She was wearing a peach-colored sweater.
I wanted to approach her and thank her properly for the journal, maybe even ask her name out of politeness. But her friends arrived just as I was about to, and I didn’t want to interrupt.
I think she saw me, though. She gave me a small smile, and I returned it with a nod before heading off with Akagi.
It turns out we’re schoolmates after all.
Yours truly,
Shinsuke.≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡
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Fanfiction✎ ⋆⑅˚₊ This Journal belongs to Kita Shinsuke. In which the Captain of Inarizaki's Volleyball Team received a blank notebook from a stranger, and eventually makes it his own journal.