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Happy weekend to you and your loved ones! I hope you’re having a great time and enjoying these days as you should. Don’t forget to sleep well and drink a lot of water!

*knock* *knock*

A man goes to the doctor and says, "Doctor, wherever I touch, it hurts."
The doctor asks, "What do you mean?"
The man says, "When I touch my shoulder, it really hurts. If I touch my knee - OUCH! When I touch my forehead, it really, really hurts."
The doctor says, "I know what's wrong with you. You've broken your finger!"

Dear Arima Kousei,

It feels weird writing a letter to someone you were just with.

You’re the worst.
Indecisive. Gullible. Twit.

The first time I ever saw you perform, I was 5 years old. It was at a recital for the piano school I was going to...

...When I found out we were in the same middle school, I was ecstatic. But how would I ever come to talk to you? Maybe I’d hang out at the lunch concession. Instead, I just watched you from afar.

...One night, I saw my parents crying in the waiting room and I knew that my time was running out.

...And then I told a lie. Just one.
I lied and said that I, Miyazono Kaori, liked Watari Ryouta.
And that lie brought you to me.

...Please don’t forget me.
Promise me you won’t forget me.
I’m glad it was you.
I hope this reaches you, Arima Kousei.
I love you [x3].
Im sorry we couldn’t eat all those canelés.
Im sorry I hit you so much.
Im sorry I was so selfish.
Im so so so so sorry.
Thank you for everything.

-Miyazono Kaori

"There are three things I cannot tolerate: cowardice, bad haircuts, and military insurrection, and it is very unfortunate that our friend Vegeta possesses all three of these."