I'm ambivalently drowning. I thought my life couldn't get worse than it already is. The inequity of everything related to me is incongruous compared to everyone I know. What's the point of looking forward, if there's nothing's ahead of me.
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"Hey! You're still here!" He saw Kumika sitting on the bench. He was undeniably exhausted, she insisted to give space for him to sit beside her.
...
"Sorry to leave you all alone."
But the truth is I am the one left alone.
"Oh and I'll continue the papercraft when I get home, don't worry."
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"It's not fine to fake your smile." She said.
I don't want you to get involved with this.
"Why would I fake one." He laughed.
...
"You're crying." She pointed out.
Fuck.
The level of quietude between the two is soaring.
Maybe he's right about me, I am dumb. I'm a negligent person who tries so hard to enlighten people of the least things I can do. I miserably agreed with puerile games, and ended up meeting these utopian people I don't fit in.
...
I should at least give her an idea to not feel worried.
"...It's my parents.."
"I just, don't know what to feel anymore." He muttered.
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"Grateful." She looked at him.
"Huh."
"I said. You should feel grateful."
"Of what just happened!? Really Kumika!?"
"You should feel grateful of your mom. The way you described her, makes her the perfect woman. I always knew you really cared about your parents more than anything.
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"You shouldn't let these events that had been done bother you from the present reality. Focusing on what you're capable of, and who you actually are, as a person is the most important thing to value."
Why not have that mindset applied to yourself... wait..
"But my mom? I think the last time I talked to her, was..
"At your brother's funeral, eleven years ago."
"At my brother's funeral, eleven years ago."
They both said at the same time....
"H-how?" She was clueless on how he knew.
That dream. Were your real thoughts.
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"My dad? Well, I barely remember having a conversation with him. But, I remember him forcibly made me sleep outside the house for playing too much games, I can get pretty addicted to video games eh-heh. Back then, life was, easy, it was just my brother and I, hanging out with each other the whole day until we sleep our asses off. Until that one night. It was raining. I forced him to play tag with me outside because I thought it would be bracing. I'm impetuous at making decisions, and was a carefree girl.
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Earodorīmusu
Novela JuvenilEarodorīmusu / Aero Dreams (! A Deep/Dark Story & Contains Inappropriate Language !) Swifton University, the place where Hiroki Kotayashi, a delinquent who ends up meeting the key to end his immaturity and cold heart, Kumika Ito. The mysterious tra...