The next day, Hashimoto Rie greeted him again.
The next day, he acknowledged her with a small nod.
She often went to the library in order to speak with him.
Most of the time, he ignored her.
Most of the time, she didn't care.
She talked a lot.
Her topics ranged to the most random things.
Whenever this happened, an uncomfortable feeling weighted somewhere in his chest.
The hollow voice continued to taunt him.
He waited for her to get tired.
He waited for her to give up.
He waited for her to leave.
But she didn't.
The next day, Hashimoto Rie did the same again.
And the next.
And the next.
And the next.
And the next.
And the next...
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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...
