The Literary High School Girl Gets Carried Away

Sigh...

Lately, I find myself sighing a lot.

And the closer the weekend gets, the more often it happens.

An event I used to look forward to so much is now something I approach with mixed feelings.

"You're way too easy to read. Thinking about your prince again?"

"Oh, the prince who got utterly crushed?"

"Until a little while ago, you were so annoyingly energetic on Fridays."

Surrounded by my usual group, I had my face buried in my desk.

The school festival was over, and we were in the middle of the second term. I should have been in the full bloom of youth, but the skies in my heart stayed overcast.

"Come on, give it up. You don't stand a chance, and besides, he's not seeing just one girl, right?"...