Takaki Toono:
When I read her letters, I always envisioned her alone. In the end, the train spent around two hours, motionless, in the middle of nowhere. Every minute seemed like an eternity. Time felt heavy with malice, as it slowly crept by. All I could do was grit me teeth and try to hold back my tears. Akari. Please... please... don't wait for me... if you'd just go back home...
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:36