So this chap is real short. Sorry.
I swear dad likes to make me suffer (or at the very least make me have to put effort into something, which is almost the same thing), and he bought some furniture for my room. Guess who had to set it up?
That's right, me!
I hate you, Ikea!
In all honesty, it looks good, but I'm not sure it's worth all the hours I invested into it.
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Ann briefly thought about going to Maruki. She had a lot on her mind at the moment, and a listening ear could ease her stress.
On the other hand, expressing all her troubles to a complete stranger didn't feel as simple as that.
It'd be easier to confess to someone who was already aware of the Metaverse, as avoiding that subject the whole conversation would feel tiring.
Morgana was out of the question from the start. She and Ryuji knew each other for quite a long time, but they weren't all that close.
She could trust Shiho with almost anything... but Shin was a complicated subject for the enamored girl.
That only left Shin himself.
Of course, talking with him would sort out most of her problems. Although...
No! She had to do that! At the very least, she might figure out her feelings...