i waited at the bus stop peacefully, admiring the autumn view in front and around me.
the weather was nice, too, with the autumn breeze blowing once in a while.
a small smile crept up to my face, finding serenity.
until you shouted out my name.
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Dead Leaves ↬ Akaashi Keiji ✓
Random[short story; lowercase intended] ❝ it's breaking, i can see the thing called the end ❞ in which a friendship between two people were meant to be temporary.
