It's not a secret anymore. As the night rose, the longing became more and more uncontrollable. Unfortunately, the scythe always shines brightly, as if to remind them that this beauty seems incomplete. Only half glow. The rest, immersed in the darkness of the night, were tightly embraced by the other side who didn't want to let it all shine brightly.***That night, after completing all kinds of college assignments, Malia chose to sit back on the balcony of her room, enjoying the sky that looked so clean. No clouds, no stars. Only the sickle seemed to shine brightly. Alone, with no one to accompany. Like she is now. "I love him more than he knows." Malia monologue. She exhaled slowly, watching the thin puff of smoke coming out of her mouth. It's not winter, it's even the end of spring. But, the air that night, felt like the air at the turn of winter into spring."Or... Actually, he does know about my feelings which can never be simplified in any way? Un
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