[K] Anyway, the Male Lead Is Misaki Yata

K-pop was so popular at that time, but any spin-off would have a bit of royal power. You said you wrote a story, and the male protagonist is Misaki Yata. You capture the heart of a female high school student and then squeeze it easily. Time passes so quickly and I'm about to get married, but I haven't seen the heroine fall in love with Misaki Yata. I'm so unwilling to do so.

Let's explain that we knew this was a trap, why did I get in, and I couldn't get out without saving my life.

The pit was very deep. I stretched my hands in front of my eyes and could see a glimmer of light on my nails. I held my breath and could hear the sound of my heartbeat. So I hugged my knees tightly and sat at the bottom of the pit at a 45-degree angle to the sky. Legend has it that in this posture, I can see the renewed light. Everyone is waiting for the legendary renewed light. I think it neither belongs to today nor to tomorrow. It only appears when it should appear and stays where it should stay. For a short moment, the weak white light warms the dark bottom of the pit and illuminates everyone's gaze. It is also their legend yesterday, today, tomorrow... Legends are floating in every corner. "Are you new?" Someone asked me, "Yes!" "You climbed down well!" I think she was praising me. I always climb from one pit to another pit. I am used to climbing, so I am very skilled. "Climb out together to get some air." She invited me like this. "No, thank you!" I was tired of climbing and wanted to rest at the bottom of this pit. There are pits on the ground at any time. Climb out. You don't know which step ahead will lead to falling into the next pit. I looked up at her climbing out step by step towards hope and step by step towards the bottom of the pit. She was numb, tired and struggling, so someone went out and someone came in again. "Hello!" I crawled. I crawled all over the bottom of the pit. I was still at the bottom of the pit. Crawling requires such a posture, with hands on the ground and knees on both legs. This is really not a pleasant posture. But while crawling, my eyes are infinitely close to the bottom of the pit. I look at every place over and over again, like a cow chewing cud. I chew every word again and again. I have forgotten the original taste. I am waiting for tomorrow's food. I am a fish with its head raised. I keep devouring and never stop until the day when the food eats me up. But the posture I use most is the "squat". This is a posture soaked in the blood and engraved in the bones. This is the posture I keep looking up. This is a posture 45 degrees to the sky. It is said that there is a creature called a bird in the sky. You will meet me squatting at the bottom of the pit. I look up to the sky and cry in the wind. Maybe one day you will meet me crawling around. My hair is long and my nails are falling off. I crawl towards you step by step. My hand passes through your black hair. My resentment passes through your network cable. Do you know who I am? Please reprint [Dedicated to every author who opens a hole and does not fill it]

Will I see updates in my lifetime? I went from not having a boyfriend to having my second child. . . .

This article really makes me click on it and read it once I think about it. It will happen in my lifetime.

The writing style of this article is really good. It's so disappointing to be cut off halfway. For the sake of readers biting handkerchiefs, please come back and update. Don't force me to beg you [crying] [crying] [crying] I'm so reluctant.

Alas, I am reading this article again in the new year. I really hope that my wife can come back and fill in the QAQ. This article is really interesting, young and touching. I have been thinking about it for several years.

No more... Feeling lost (Vicissitudes of life, lighting a cigarette JPG.)

After reading this article, I just fell into K's trap, but I found out that I fell into K's trap. Woohoo~

Hungry, rice, ball (ノДT)