My deskmate passed away.
I'm at peace.
I think she should have died long ago.
When she was ostracized and disgusted by everyone, but still chose to smile at everyone, she deserved to die.
The cat probes, cuteness bubbles~
Pass by and take a look.
Here is an inexplicable little story
It is about an indifferent emotionally disturbed person who replays (bushi) the tragic experience of his poor fat classmate after his kind and cute deskmate died.
Hope someone will like it.
Intention: Only by facing the darkness can we embrace the light