When the cherry blossoms fall
When the cherry blossoms fall…
You think being popular makes life easier? Well, in general, it does. You have lots of friends. You’re Mr. handsome, cool and smart. You’re being admired by everyone and such. That’s who I am. But somehow I am not able to get close to someone called Kusakabe Makoto, the girl I like. I am always stick up with other people who are supposed to be my friends. But I don’t know if they like me the way I am or just because I’m popular. I don’t even know if they know ‘me’ and I do also not know ‘them’ except for few people.
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so das war der prolog ^^
nicht viel aber etwas xd
