The return home was slow and very, very sad. Why had not I said anything? Why had I missed this chance? I took a taxi, which left me at the door of my house, I went into my apartment and threw myself on the sofa with a heavy sigh.
When I finally got up the courage to take a shower and go to sleep, I crawled into the bedroom and took off the clothes I wore. In doing so, a paper fell from the pocket of my jacket. "I didn't remember putting any paper there."
I opened it carefully and recognized the calligraphy of the message. My heart seemed to want to jump out of my chest and sing of happiness. Was it a dream? No. It couldn't be. I am awake. I read and reread the message several times, but there was no doubt. He asked me to meet him in the park where we used to gather.
If I had not been so tired, I would not have been able to sleep that night. I was anxious and happy, but I fell asleep faster than any other night. Tomorrow. I would go to the park tomorrow and be sure he remembered me.
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Fanfiction~ Stories that I created based on images of Utapri or songs. ~ Started at: @_haruka.nanami on Instagram ~ I also post them on @ _utapri.stories on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/_utapri.stories/ Here you will find short stories created using th...
