HarajukuCat

You wear your jacket with comfort, contentment, relaxation. Most importantly, you wear the jacket that brought you fond memories of times lost in the spacial universe. Those lost memories haunt you, they comfort you, they abuse your mind, they light you up and make your heart spring with joy. Your dearest friend recalls such memories and takes their time with you cherishingly. They never ignore you on purpose, they never put you on edge. They only comfort and seek to make you smile. Why haven... Read Full Chapter

The sun always shines through your room window in the early hours of summer. You are content of it, even though it gets frankly annoying sometimes. You like to sleep in and the sun never leaves you alone to do so. Your last resort was to buy curtains; very dainty maroon curtains. You thought, well maybe I'll be able to sleep now.

You did sleep now, but too much. Those curtains blocked your only means of not being late to hangouts or appointments. It blocked your contentment when you finally ... Read Full Chapter

Nothing gave you more relaxation than the coffee from the cafe across the street, however, you weren't necessarily relaxed this time. Your legs were shaking, tapping, going numb on the floor they rested on. The chair was soft, and your hand brushed against your coffee cup to feel how hot it was. And you glanced across the table to find them, the one who you wanted to love and care for dearly but they came here as a friend. They weren't mildly interested in you, for they already had someone.

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