Everyone has had a transparent season of life like that, and naturally, everyone has done some silly things unique to adolescence: fresh, bold, and perhaps tinged with a faint, indescribable flutter of the heart.
What I want to write about here is nothing more than those simple, beautiful, carefree days, along with worries that seemed bigger than they really were: quiet and unhurried, yet gone in a rush.
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A WW fanfic. The pairing and orientation are undecided. The author says they have no idea how big a hole they're digging here either, so... cowering in a corner TAT.
If it's not your thing, move your mouse to the red X in the upper-right corner. Comments are welcome, as are corrections. Also...
Also...
...brickbats are welcome too... (quietly)
Nirvana... Asked, will you continue writing. (I believe your bad taste of digging holes but always ignoring them still exists) By the way, I like the feeling of warmth. The writing feels like it has improved a lot. The third person capture is pretty good. BY: Yubi finally came back to life
It's rare for a novel to have Kikumaru as the protagonist I will shower you with flowers! You have a lot of foreshadowing, it should be exciting
Then give it more = = Just over 400 words... So few
= =Did Yingxi ever learn tennis?