A sequel to the previous short story, Happy New Year. This one has a happy ending.
After finishing the first story, I posted it on my page, and everyone said it was too heartbreaking. Later, on Valentine's Day, I promised someone I'd write a sequel, so here it is.
But by the end, even I thought it felt a little forced. The ending seems so beautiful, like a dream that would shatter at a touch.
Whatever happens, at least they're in love right now.
School life, realistic. Short story.
P.S. The author, Damu, isn't dead >
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