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MONOMA NEITO'S POINT OF VIEW
For once, I thought, what was in you that I like. I think, even now, that it's kind of impossible to like you. I am a maniac, they say. I have a few loose screws, they say. But I know how to be proper at times and at certain times.
Although it seems when I saw you, I wasn't at all in my proper condition. Why would I like you?
You pass by me after class, running as your friend chases after you.
Huh. How could someone like you run with a sweaty complexion yet still look so beautiful? I could not answer this question. Although there are questions in a test that I couldn't answer. However, you alone bloom countless queries unanswered.
"Monoma."
I turn to you, surprised. I try my best to remain that smug expression. "Yes?" I say. It may not look like it, but my ribcage felt small. Why am I out of breath? This is merely speaking to you. I suppose I don't like you this much. Maybe it was the coffee I drank a while ago.
Wait, I don't drink coffee.
"I was wondering if you could call Kendo for me." You say with a small smile.
