On the way back, he felt his hands shaking slightly.
In his eyes, he recalled what had happened before they parted ways.
Her smile.
Her words.
"Alright..." she had said. "I'm not confident at all in my abilities, but I'll try my best, Ao-kun."
Then she had bid him goodbye.
Afterwards, he watched her figure disappear in the crowd.
Just like that.
The entire time, he had failed to say anything to her.
This wasn't like his usual self.
He felt like a different person. A stranger wearing his own face.
Why... did I say that?
Something fell on his cheek.
He raised his hand unconsciously to wipe it off.
A droplet of water.
He looked up.
He stared at the dim sky,
feeling the raindrops as they began to fall lightly on his face.
Rain.
... Ame, he thought.
He blinked slowly.
In his chest, something felt wrong.
A hazy sense.
A bothersome feeling.
A strange, uncomfortable sensation.
He tried to find the right word to name it.
Uncertainty?
"No."
Fear?
"No."
Joy?
"No."
Ah...
It's...
... Hope.
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re:Happiness | Cell Phone Novel
General Fiction「 Can you teach me how to be happy? 」 Fujiwara Ao has been living the past nineteen years of his life in ease. Born with the ideal background and blessed with enough talent, that's what most of the people presume. In their eyes, he was sim...
