Interlude 2
What am I even doing? That was the only thought in my head as I looked down at him sleeping. I didn’t have the right to be here, doing this. No matter where I went, I was always a third wheel, and he already had someone perfect for him. I had no doubt I was in the way of that too.
She was a lot cuter than me, more cheerful than me, and more... Why did it have to be him? My friends would always say that there were many guys out there, but for some reason, I could only think of him. For some reason, he was in my head so much that I was standing next to his bed, watching him as he slept.
There was only one Kogure Kawanami. Unfortunately, there was only one of him. If I could redo things...if I could have a do-over of middle school... Could there have been a version of the present in which nobody had to get hurt?
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