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The orange-tinted soda ice candy cracked open.
“Be yourself. I like it better more.”On the way home at dusk.
She said bluntly and offered me an ice cream.ーーー
I cut my bangs.
I didn’t want it hanging over my eyes. Not for boys.
The scissors cut down my hair, and I gazed at the mirror.
–Why don’t you just wear your hair the way you like it? It’ll look good on you!
The brainy voice echoed in my head.
Unfortunately, I knew that is a lie.ーーー
I cut my bangs.
I didn’t want it hanging over my eyes. Not for boys.
The scissors cut down my hair, and I gazed at the mirror.
–Why don’t you just wear your hair the way you like it? It’ll look good on you!
The brainy voice echoed in my head.
Unfortunately, I knew that is a lie.ーーー
I cut my bangs.
I didn’t want it hanging over my eyes. Not for boys.
The scissors cut down my hair, and I gazed at the mirror.
–Why don’t you just wear your hair the way you like it? It’ll look good on you!
The brainy voice echoed in my head.
Unfortunately, I knew that is a lie.ーーー
The empty time has passed.
I was aware of Messages, but I pretended not to notice it.
I took out my diary because I wanted to remember how to talk her.
The word “best friend” spreads all over.
It used to sound like a pleasant word, but now it’s painful.ーーー
The empty time has passed.
I was aware of Messages, but I pretended not to notice it.
I took out my diary because I wanted to remember how to talk her.
The word “best friend” spreads all over.
It used to sound like a pleasant word, but now it’s painful.ーーー