Half a year had passed since I graduated from high school, and I was spending my bland days shuttling between university and my part-time job. That day, I overslept and dashed to the station. Breathless, I arrived at the station to find a familiar girl standing on the platform. Her name is Manaka Takeda. She was a classmate from high school, an adorable girl who was like the Madonna of our class. When she spotted me, Manaka smiled mischievously. "We took the same nearest station," Manaka spoke gently to me. Manaka, elegantly dressed in a bright floral dress. Before I knew it, I had started to develop special feelings for her…
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