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Missing, White Grey

The first page says his name, he....

As my tears flowed unbearably, O Lord .. I miss him!

I feel back to that time, the time when he and I were still sitting in a white-gray school.

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Young girl with a sweet smile toothed gussel cradling a backpack and cradling the big books on her chest, classic retro glasses make her appearance look cute and adorable, walking with excited steps every now and then a little jump up and down making her shoulder-braided hair move up and down, greeting anyone she meets kindly.

Risma ... young girl who had just been accepted into high school, a pride for her could be accepted into the flagship school with the first rank. His name was displayed at the top when the announcement of the admission of new students.

That morning was his first day, he could not hide his happiness even for a second, his lips continued to review the smile that made anyone who saw him smile. He left very early in the morning intending to get the front bench, the bench right in front of the teacher is his favorite place since he was in elementary school.

Arriving at school it turns out he can not go directly into the class because he had to attend the welcoming ceremony of new students first, first, after the ceremony was over all the students scrambled into the classroom as a result Risma lost her favorite place.

Risma last entered the classroom, walking slowly spread her gaze looking for an empty bench.

At the back of the bench sat a male student who was joking with a friend in front of him, the empty bench was right next to him. Risma hesitantly sat on the empty bench and immediately made those who had been joking ria suddenly fall silent to pay attention to Risma.

None of whom she knew, Risma smiled as she showed her teeth.

"Yes." The male student mentioned his name while extending his right hand a sign of wanting to get acquainted.

"Risma." He welcomed the hand and smiled again, this time his smile was wider than when he had just sat down.

Then followed by two students sitting in front of him who had been joking with Tama.

"I'm Nike."

"I'm Lulu"

"I'm Risma."

Tama, Nike and Lulu are from the same junior high school so are familiar and quite familiar.

The boisterous atmosphere of the classroom instantly calmed down when a person in a PNS brown uniform entered the room. After the introduction is completed proceed with the formation of a class organization and Tama is elected as class president.

Cheerfully and vigorously Risma wanted to shake Tama's hand congratulating her but the unexpected happened, Tama refused Risma's handshake, looked right at her face then smiled arrogantly.

Risma was astonished by Tama's attitude, briefly friendly briefly indifferent.

Risma is upset with Tama? No, he just felt it was funny. The boy is special, according to him Tama is different from the others, not because of love. Risma did not fall in love at first sight, only that the young girl occasionally did steal glances. But when caught by Tama, Risma will rush to widen her eyes as if to say, "did you look around?" when in fact Risma only covered her clumsy taste.

Whether who originally started out, their way of making friends is quite unique, Risma and Tama are like cats and ******.

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Yes ... God where is he now?

This is the reason why I don't want to come back here, to a place where I miss him even more. I kept remembering that I could never forget him and my current existence actually made my longing strengthen.

I didn't expect him to return my feelings with the same feeling as me. Just, please don't hate me, and let me escape the chains of longing that bind my heart to it.

Could it be that he was intentionally so that I could not find him? He hates me and everything about me.

He is innocent, I am the guilty one, I have made him plant hatred for me. All this is not easy for me, I went the wrong way and made a big mistake.