It  was super hard to concentrate on your work when you feel like someone was shooting bullets into your head. What's wrong with this guy huh? He came here all of sudden, he lied about wanting to find books, he was staring at me for such a long time and suddenly passed a small piece of paper.. to me? I glanced at him before taking it. It was written there..

 

 

 

 

 

 I MISS YOU.