Atmosphere, humidity low recently.
Sweaty always, when I walk to Jusco.
Countless tissues have been used, to sweep away sweat mist on my forehead. I’m not that kind of person. I was not. I mean.
Forget ‘bout him already, cause another him appeared.
Forget both of them actually, cause the other him appeared.
Interested to know who are them?
Secret.
My heart is on its way back to its position.
Breath.
Don’t forget to breath, when some kind of feelings crash into your heart.
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