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Teenage angst

Story of a young male, who was always certain about the ludicrous privilege that women have over men. Months ago a woman welsh to keep her word about love, in addition, filled his life of prosperity with peril and exploited him in ways that it may take decades to extricate that devastation. WHAT POSSIBLY COULD HE DO? To get rid of this vehement feeling. Since then he finds it difficult to exchange kindness from girls He know they are just being kind but He always ends nearly forgetting that. How would he survive in an unfair world that is full of wonders with an unbearable burden that swells in his heart. He’s yet to profound the chasm between love and attachment. His mind being confused to discern between these two ineffable but baffle words, In spite of everything he’s trying to exceed his grasp in trying to reach for something beyond his understanding.

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A piece of past

"Hey, ren wake up how can you sleep at such a crucial time, wake up you crazy punk," she says irritated.

I hear the voice of my best friend Yui, "How could you even ren, lecture is still going."

"Ahh why does feel like it's never going to end."

"What is up with you so often lately, I'm not sure if you're the same person I used to know," she mutters.

"What time is it Yui?" I ask softly.

"It's about to 6."

"How long did I sleep then?"

"I think the whole class."

"Really?" I ask alarmed.

"Yeah."

"Well I don't have to worry, I'll take your notes afterwards, right?"

"Yeah what else friends are for."

Teacher- we'll wind up here rest we will do in the next class, "I've been dying for this to listen," she giggles while looking at me.

"I'm leaving."

"Already," she asks.

"I should get going by now and thanks for your kind gesture, I'm glad that you're an exception."

"What exception, hey wait up."

"You don't need to know" I left hastily saying.

I make quick greets to the teaches and head towards the door, I'm completely drained.

Early nighttime air of Tokyo, I take a deep breath the night view is astonishing, turning my bike on it sounds so cool come on baby time to leave, the highway appears to be so clear, how unusual.

Shibuya Crossing is best known for the incredible 'scamble' that occurs every time the traffic lights turn red, stopping all vehicles in every direction to allow a huge wave of pedestrians to flood into the intersection for a few moments, where's the never-ending traffic?

I was born and raised in Osaka city in japan.

Osaka is a large port city and commercial center on the Japanese island of Honshu. It's known for its modern architecture, nightlife and hearty street food.

Yui family helped us move to Tokyo, I and my best friend Yui share some common interests, we lived in this warm atmosphere of a harmonious relationship between two families, perhaps we both have left our childhood memories from long ago.

We are best friends since high school and now we're preparing together with a common goal to achieve, I almost reached my society confronting the entrance.

I glance up at the guard who is waving at me wearing his enigmatic smile, I wave back.

It has been a few months since I came here but still, it seems so new to me I do have suspect that people here are over-generous and not meddling in others privacy.

There is a world of difference between this and my city it's not relevant to mine. The apartment is vacant, I live here with my elder brother who is currently out of the city, I wish to see him hereafter sunrise.

I find my way to the bedroom quickly change into my boxers lie down on the bed, I shrug, what a hectic day, I'm completely exhausted.