The fan was spinning crazily, and the top of the tree as high as the second floor was noisy with the noise of insects that like to burrow into the ground.
All the unfolded writing is turned over in a twisted arc.
The triangular eucalyptus leaves were bitten into pieces.
The grainy texture slides over the tip of the tongue, and is thoroughly cold.
Sakura~Are you hot? I'm so hot~
Uzumaki Naruto was pitiful, and his energetic golden hair dazzled him.
The pink-haired girl he likes sits in front of him. She gives her hygiene eyes and then turns her head and smiles extremely softly:
Sasuke-kun, you just came today, can I take you to the cafeteria at noon?
He turned his head angrily, grinning in an ugly manner and saw the black hair of his new deskmate with flamboyant and sharp spikes. The fan that was rotating roughly above their heads seemed to be unable to fan the fan on his back.
He suddenly looked up from the math paper and looked back at him, his eyes as dark as before dawn.
It takes three minutes to make a bowl of instant noodles and thirty minutes to solve a word problem.
It took many, many years for Uzumaki Naruto to know Uchiha Sasuke.
Many things start to get entangled from an inexplicable beginning.
Another story that has nothing to do with elegance.
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