His face was nothing like her family's. Aside from her long brown hair, which stood out with its slight wine-red tint, her features could hardly be called delicate, merely pretty at best. Of course, there were also her eyes, kept hidden away.
All she wanted was to live a little more ordinarily, a little more simply; to be free of entanglements and obstacles, and live a comfortable, easy life; to find a good man who treated her well and marry him, then spend the rest of her life in quiet contentment...
Her slender brows were nearly knotted with worry. She couldn't help wondering: had every single one of them gathered in the tennis club at a Japanese high school? The innocent ones who schemed against people all day without worrying that ghosts might come knocking in the middle of the night; the precocious ones; the ones who loved watching the drama unfold, and even kicked people when they were down?!!!
Complaining aside, once the commotion was over, she smiled softly. Say, An'an, I... think I don't want to resist anymore. An'an, if it were you, you wouldn't reject it anymore either, right, An'an...
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