
...Accept what it is...
...Without having to pretend β pura...
...To be someone else...
...That's very beautiful....
...πΏπΏ...
I sat in a chair facing him. A pias and cold gaze, hands crossed in front of the chest. The right leg is raised upward crossing as well. In silence he looked at me long enough. Actually why did he bring me here. Does he want me to see him eat, like he once bullied me.
What this incident will repeat is the same as before. Not this time, if he acts I won't stay silent either. Why, why is he just quiet. Doesn't he know what I mean to bring him here. Should I start first saying.
I told him to finish the meal I brought for him. I know for a fact that he didn't eat breakfast, and was still afraid to be in the cafeteria. He was too diligent to enter the morning before the gate opened. He said he wanted extra but I don't know what it is yet.
β What do I want to do, clean it up ?! β for a moment I looked back at the food dishes and also various side dishes on the table.
β Eat β¦! β his orders to me.
β You want me to finish the food, sure ?β I can't believe my neighbor is this good. I'm a little suspicious.
β What's wrong with you ?β I squinted my eyes.
β Garbage disposal. I always have to throw away the leftovers β I think it's a suitable word.
β Oh, I thought because of your apology for earlier. Replying to me by giving me this food β I did not think he could have a spicy mouth.
Never mind later, I looked back at the little mouse with a scorching meal. Even a child-like mess, adorable to look at. I want to laugh because of it. All that I paused with a lot of full food in his mouth he looked at me.
I accompanied my mother to buy makeup tools, not far from us only through one bulkhead. I see the face of this cute girl is almost similar to. My inner speech paused as I tried and did the proof. What I saw was not wrong. I stammered seeing that my guess was wrong.
I saw his eyes just as I saw them yesterday. It's just that the hair of the girl yesterday long was deep black and choppy. While this is tied and curled all.
I paused for a moment, silent unmoved. I looked at her and she looked at me too just that I was shocked to see her behavior.
He took off the glasses I was wearing, glued and speechless. Glukk, swallow all my food with a confused look. Wasn't he the one who made me run around the mall. And make me kiss that perverted handsome om.
Don't let him suspect I'm the same person. But it is impossible that I have renovated the overall look of my style and manner of speaking. What he saw again, it felt like just running from here. Don't let him know the truth.
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I tried to shift his focus on the food I was currently flattening into one. I put it in one food container and shake it like a child who wants to know the contents of the gift box as a determinant. Whether it contains coins or like other small toys.
I smiled faintly at him but all I got was his flat face. I was too excited to enjoy the food. Until he forgot his giver. And it's true that my mixed masterpiece creation is invincible. I told you it's good food, with the ease of leftovers it can't be good.
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