So Ordinary I Want to Be Recognized

Then, without giving the girl another chance to react, he let go of the girl, turned around, and ran away ugly and like a lost dog.

"Zhuo..."

Of course he didn't hear the soft call from the girl behind him stretching out her hand.

......

running.

until there is no more strength left.

Hiding in a dead-end alley like a homeless wanderer finding a nest.

Mizunzuo leaned against the wall, no longer able to endure the surging emotions in his heart.

He coughed briefly and quickly, and tears wet his sleeves all at once.

The other tightly clenched fist slammed down the wall hard and hard.

It's ridiculous.

What right do I have to question her deception...Obviously, hiding aside and enduring it is the best choice.

Why did you walk up to her and question her...

Still self-serving to produce this disgusting grief and jealousy...

Even, the idea of ​​possessing her came up.

What's even more ridiculous is that when things come to an end, they dare not do anything...

What a twisted, self-righteous, lustful coward.

Laughing at himself like this, he forced himself to laugh shortly.

The laughter mixed with the unstoppable coughing, making him a little out of breath.

But... even the seemingly unstoppable grief can be resolved at times.

Gradually, his breathing slowed down.

He casually touched his face with the sleeve of his other hand, but... still not enough.

Slowly calming down, he squatted on the ground and inserted his fingers into his hair.

Doing such a thing...should be hated.

The friendship that was finally established may also come to an end.

Unexpectedly, what was left to her in the end was such a shameful impression.

When I think of this, the despair in my heart can't stop turning into tears.

At this time, he was just a teenager who had lost his love.

Is a child who is always cranky and immature.

So, let this child, here alone, cry for a while.

Maybe, cry for a while, just...

"Hey."

Just at this time.

A hand appeared in front of the boy.

Tears that were not wiped off in time fell to the ground.

Mizunzuo stared blankly at the white tissue that appeared in front of him, and even stopped sniffing.

"Do you want it?" Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, the hand shook slightly.

Under such urging, the boy stretched out his hand in a daze, and took it.

He wiped his face carelessly with dry paper towels, soaking up the indelible stains.

Then, he raised his head.

What appeared before him was a pair of calm, blue eyes.

A girl with dazzling blond hair was squatting ladylikely in front of him.

Behind her, on a small road not far away, there is a bicycle parked.

It looked like he just passed by by chance.

Being seen by Sawamura-san so embarrassing...

Thinking of this, Mizutaka sniffed quickly, then blinked hard a few times, adjusted his expression, and took a deep breath.

"Thank you." He lowered his head and stopped looking at the other party, thanking him in a low voice.

"Do you want any more?" She handed over the remaining pack of tissues with her other hand.

"No...thank you, Sawamura-san."

"It's easy to do." The elegant young lady stood up, "It's just... I didn't expect that the seemingly omnipotent Yonezu-san would cry like this. Did it fail to save Krypton?"