Front row warning: Setting up a basket privately, a vulgar reunion, OOC apology, apology for everything
Like a twig of a willow branch, Tsukishima Hotaru grew very fast when he was twelve years old, and the accompanying growing pains were only known to Yamaguchi Tadashi who followed behind him.
At the age of twenty-two, Yamaguchi Tadashi suddenly grew one centimeter taller. His joints ached terribly, but there was no one around him.
He finally understood that getting used to Tsukishima Hotaru's absence was a belated growing pain for him.
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When asked about love for the nth time at the team-building reception, Tadashi Yamaguchi couldn't bear to be disturbed and put on the ring that once represented passionate love.
"Sorry, senior, I have a date." Yamaguchi added, "... We have a very good relationship."
It's strange that they broke up long ago.
Facing the endless questions from his colleagues, Yamaguchi finally couldn't bear it and pushed the door to leave. Unexpectedly, he ran into the arms he had not seen for a long time.
The blond young man hugged him with one hand and pushed up his glasses with the other: "I just passed by and heard that I seem to have a boyfriend again."
Yamaguchi pushed him away in panic, but the familiar ring hanging around his neck hurt his eyes.
"Idiot Yamaguchi."
Tsukishima Hotaru lowered her eyes and kissed his lips that were pressed to hold back tears.
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"It takes a hundred springs for the body to die before the butterfly can forget about lovesickness."
He is not the moon in the sky, but the firefly in the mountains
Young tamed dyes are born to have knots! Marriage! Of!
Ps: Short essays and short essays are still the norm.
There are so many private settings that I almost wanted to write a sadistic article, but gave up.
It was the line where Kotada returned to work in Miyagi after graduating from university and met Tsukishima who worked at the Sendai Museum.
Purpose: Love needs to be maintained
