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" "Did you bring your car?" Haruki asked as they were leaving the coffee shop.
"No, I walked here. It's been a while since I took a walk in the city," Jun responded
"Then let me give you a ride. I was going to take Iori home anyway,"
Jun nodded and they all headed toward Hariki's car. He was still thinking about the fact that Iori could be his first love. It had been years since then and Jun wouldn't say that it was faith to meet the love of his life after all this time and that it was meant to be. He wasn't that much of a romantic...
But, the thought that he and Iori had had a moment is in the past, and the fact that she was the person who represented the fleeting moment like the sakura petals that filled the library back then, gentle, beautiful, but fleeting like an illusion. That fact made him smile.
Back then they had bonded over their mutual love of books and literature. They talked about that and other things for hours to no end. H
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