it's a girl. she's one of them.
"keiji, you really took your tike to greet a person, who is it anywa- oh, it's you." her eyes pierced to me as she noticed my presence.
but my eyes were fixated at you, and i saw that glint was there, again.
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Dead Leaves ↬ Akaashi Keiji ✓
Nezařaditelné[short story; lowercase intended] ❝ it's breaking, i can see the thing called the end ❞ in which a friendship between two people were meant to be temporary.
