"Thank you." He mumbled, finally,
She looked at him with those eyes which showed all the truth of the world.
"Why?"
He didn't answer, but he smiled. He smiled like only sad people can.
He smiled like a winter day.
Then, she just closed her books and packed all up in her bag.
"You're welcome."
First period had finished.
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Sadness
Short StoryHe was broken. She was, too. She wanted to fix him. Maybe she was the only one who could.
