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The only times where the imperfect was perfect. That's my little sister That's not me I wish it was me I'm glad they're happy Deep down in your heart, you knew that the last one wasn't true, no matter how much you wanted it to be. He looked in my direction. A collection of thoughts accompanied you as you walked around. However, a group of eighth graders seem insistant on making that impossible, as they break the rules and pick on the weak. You thought of the time in high school, after school in the music room. When he reached you the both of you continued walking, leaving Tooru behind. He constantly talked about volleyball and milk bread and friends and aliens and his nephew.