She appears at the door of the otaku's room in the dazzling daytime of the sun. The room full of books and cans. I like the floor with scattered light. I like the closed life with morbidity. Actually, I like it The story is always. Whether it's the sunlight outside. Crowds. Plants. Or the stagnant time in the room. A pile of paper rolls. Just give me love and I can continue to survive anywhere.
Sometimes if I can really be like a robot .Press a button to easily get the corresponding emotion. That's great. It will keep him and her in love. She and she can still hold hands. Sleep together on weekends. Laugh out loud in class. She and he
would also play basketball on the playground after school. Waiting for the sunset on the long stand. On the way home, they told each other interesting things about the class. Running. Waiting during the day. Until I'm by your side. Watching you're running late. Having breakfast with you. Peeking at the web pages you're browsing. Sleeping with you. When you go out, take out your shirt and put it on yourself. Write letters to your old life. Say goodbye to them. If one day you wake up and see me who is too late to change, then I will come to say hello to you "Hi... strager"
We should all be glad that The Gutter Monster is the second story. Otherwise, I really don't have the courage to continue reading... So forgive me for fast forwarding. Because everyone in this era is a bit of the shadow of
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