I have so many things that I wanna tell.
To you, of course to you.
But, it just stuck in my mind.
I can't make it into words.
Otte?
When will you have time to talk with me?
You almost never ask about my life here.
You are kinda busy, aren't you?
Haha,
I know...
Moreover, I never expect you will care to me again. No more.
I'm okay.
Well, sometimes I pretend to be okay.
Can you feel it?
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