Chapter 19: Third Wheel

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After seeing his girlfriend off, Kazuki ascended the short staircases that led to the entrance- and stopped as his name called out, "Kazuki-san

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After seeing his girlfriend off, Kazuki ascended the short staircases that led to the entrance- and stopped as his name called out, "Kazuki-san..."

'You don't love her

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'You don't love her.
You are just too blind to witness her true colours.
You are just too kind to reveal her true intention.
You don't love her.
She doesn't fit you like a glove
yet, she fulfils your pride.
You don't love her.
You just love the mask she wears-
the mask that imitated me.'

Kazuki widened his eyes with hints of surprise the second he recognised the person that called his name out of nowhere

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Kazuki widened his eyes with hints of surprise the second he recognised the person that called his name out of nowhere. Perplexion displayed on his expression next. "I thought you went home earlier on," Kazuki spoke his mind.

Stepping out behind the white pillar in front of the entrance, Midori moved closer to the grey-haired man. "Can we have a talk?" Midori asked in a soft voice with a light smile hanging on her face as she ignored his statement.

An unexpected approach came with an unexpected request; question marks were everywhere in the brain underneath his skull. However, one thing he was confident- that the talk was all about the brunette. "I guess so..." Kazuki uttered in an undertone.

One step after another, he led the timid girl to pass through the empty street before arriving at an empty park. The park at night was nothing the same as the day. If the blooming flowers and trees spiced up the park in the daytime, they were an ominous version at night.

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