( the world is as fascinating as a rock from the dips and curves of mountains that erect from the ground, the scars that comes from the weather as it goes through four stages of seasons, and even the flora that covers the sphere to give it a beautiful pattern between a mix of that and a vibrant blue from above. it's romantic really how it can all come together from years and years of breaking, rebuilding, breaking and growing all by itself while crafting off beautiful chips of gravel and rock to show the world's hard work. that's dedication, it's love, it's thank to the humans that take part by destroying, but catering so that they don't lose this oversized rock with markings here and there that are blemishes of their success. it has the impressions, the thin white band hugged tight among all those beautiful details that rokuro tends to enjoy.
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how fortunate that his life has turned sour since waking up to the reality of the world, it's not as beautiful as people normally makes it out to be. things must be long and hard, but he's always persevered hasn't he? he's a coward, but he's always used that anger to make something out of nothing. there's the worst parts of him, and the best part of him, and then there's that part of him he's locked away in a box so that no one else can see.
well, that's what some students would mention, but happy and enthusiastic students aren't part of his life anymore. he doesn't have to see their smiles, nor does he have to see them accept what's around them. he can keep growing and improving, now it's his chance to become better than them because that's what he wanted right? to prove them wrong, to show them that...
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the bush nearby rustles as if something is there, he shouldn't miss his chance! )
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how fortunate that his life has turned sour since waking up to the reality of the world, it's not as beautiful as people normally makes it out to be. things must be long and hard, but he's always persevered hasn't he? he's a coward, but he's always used that anger to make something out of nothing. there's the worst parts of him, and the best part of him, and then there's that part of him he's locked away in a box so that no one else can see.
well, that's what some students would mention, but happy and enthusiastic students aren't part of his life anymore. he doesn't have to see their smiles, nor does he have to see them accept what's around them. he can keep growing and improving, now it's his chance to become better than them because that's what he wanted right? to prove them wrong, to show them that...
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the bush nearby rustles as if something is there, he shouldn't miss his chance! )