She smiles back. Her gaze later is fixed on that very boy who seems to glimmer under the sun. By then, she has already forgotten about her book.
Based on this lovely poem, but I did not follow the whole "storyline" because if I did, I'm pretty sure this particular someone (you know who you are) will come and assassinate me in my sleep.
I dedicate this to enrose. Will not post the story until she's done making the poster I requested :>
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