This is a short story.
It's also a random thought.
The male protagonist is Nobita, not the Nobita you know, who is tall and plays basketball.
Ordinary Nobita.
We were separated by a seventeen-hour flight.
Before leaving, I shamelessly despised all the pretentiousness of having a long-distance relationship.
But now, I miss him very much, miss him very much, and miss him very much.
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