I thought I made my intentions clear. I guess it wasn't enough.
"Good morning, Kurosawa!" he beams and runs straight ahead to where I sat. I just merely stare at him before continuing my reading.
"I wanted to walk with you together, but you went so early," he says with dismay in his tone as he takes a seat in front of me and stares like any other day.
"Don't you get tired with staring at me?" I grunt, getting irritated as I tried to calm myself down. Eversince he came, my life has became haywire. I've never dealt with a person so stubborn as he.
"That was a full sentence, Kurosawa," he says with amazement, like I'm some child who said its first words.
I merely click my tongue at him to show him my frustration but he just smiles, like a puppy watching its owner.
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The Loyal Dog
Short StoryI was always alone. Then I found a stray dog, and took him in.
