K,
I'm asking;
How are you doing this days?Silent.
I'm waiting for your answer.
But, you still keep on silent.Then,
I smiled.
I laughed.How can you answer it.
You even don't hear that.Stupidly,
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Dear Mr. K
Short StoryI dunno why I keep glancing on you. I have many words to say to you but I can't and only I can do is to admire you from afar, hoping you'll notice me more often and you'll be proud of me a lot more.