Hari Hariku 소설 & 이야기

“Okay, 10 PM Tokyo. Good luck today, Sakura. I hope today is a good day for you.” Sakura read the last sentence slowly. “A good day.” Such a simple phrase. Yet it warmed her heart. She send back a single LINE sticker—simple in appearance, but enough. Today, she would do her best. For herself. And for someone far away in the South. 5,000 kilometers away. Someone she didn’t know when she’d see again. *** In Jakarta, Heri read her message in his room. He set an alarm, made a reminder in his phone:

"Do you even know who I am? I am Haruka Ito, the representative of the Far East Division of Hexagon Inc.! I am a member of the Five Royal Gates and daughter of the Way of Fire! I am Haru Miyamoto's lover, representative of the Island Nation's Martial Arts Alliance, Shinto Way prodigy, and the leader of the Six Schools. Even in Country A, I have countless people to back me up! "And even then, you dare to harm me?" Harvey smiled. "Why not?" After he said that, he extended his hand and grabbed Haruka's soft hand. There was a crack. Haruka let out a painful scream as she held her broken finger. Her face turned pale in an instant. Harvey pulled out a paper towel and wiped Haruka's forehead. With

):** perfect okay i should try to sleep now coach will kill us if we’re slow tomorrow **Haru (11:00 p.m.):** Night, Mia. Thanks for telling me about your family. **Mia (11:00 p.m.):** thanks for listening night haru 🔥🌿 The little fire and plant emojis make me grin like an idiot in the dark. I set the phone down, but it buzzes one more time. **Mia (11:02 p.m.):** hey your sparks today they matched the gold in your hair

She said while the band started to drum, do the strumming, the violen, and pinao. She started singing, " Kimi no daiji na hi HAPIBA omedetou Happy happy day I love you Happy happy day Tanjoubi iwai mashou ryouri furumaou Nayanderu? okotteiru? na~ni ka shichatta kana Hajimete shoutai shite KISU shite morau PURAN Kinchou shichau keredo sasaete ageyou! Daisuki HAPIBA Happy Happy BAASUDEE Yeah

(-_-) Savina: Its self-love, my dear friend (^_^) Harvey: (~_~)

“Good morning, Mr. Huckington,” Camille greeted politely, forcing a smile on her lips. She hoped that it didn’t look too strained. “Good morning, Miss Parker,” Harold said. “A fine morning we’re having so far, isn’t it?” “Ah, yes. Perhaps.” “Hmm? What’s the matter? Are you having a bad day already?” Camille was having a hard time keeping the smile on her face. “Not at all, Mr. Huckington. I just personally think that it’s too early to tell.”

Harah laughed at what he said. "It's been a few years. But you're still so jealous of me, my dear sister. How do you manage to live every day if you're always annoyed by that thought. Don't tell me, Jack is still into me? So It's like I'm back. C'mon, you think my life is still the same and you can insult me ​​anytime. Oh no, you're wrong, because now I can fight and embarrass you, Aryah. I won't go home empty-handed." Harah promised strongly and boldly. When Aryah was shocked by what she heard and thought.

His eyes glinted. I saw home, myself and love in them. Author's Note A very hearty thank you to all my readers for loving and supporting the book throughout. Hiraeth will always have a special place in my life. -Shambhavi

“Kinda.” I nod. I understand what it means not to want to talk about your past. “Who are you?” Haru appears next to me, fresh out of the shower. She eyes Tessa with curiosity, grabbing another chair to sit beside me. “Tessa. Club Bee Mama. Promoted Soul Eater,” Tessa repeats. Haru gives a quiet “Ah,” then grabs the bottle of Jack from the bar and takes a sip. “I’m Haru,” she introduces herself, giving a cautious smile.

Mingyu made the emphasis. “Loser oetori sen cheokhaneun geopjengi.” To complete the insult, JB sang Big Bang’s song, my life anthem out loud that his vocal cords nearly gave up. So much for trying to be supportive “Thank you all for the support.” Firing them an equal sarcasm, I collapsed on the floor again.