So in his story, the little wolf he met among the ruins was me...
I thought getting my freedom back meant a new beginning. But one “I miss you” from him, and the scraps of paper I’d carefully pasted over my heart came fluttering down around me. I thought “I hate you” ten thousand times, and counted one more than that of all the times I thought, “I miss you, too.”
Theme: Study hard and improve every day
