Summary
There is a small five-way intersection near my house. The name of the signal is “Jakuzure”. there he comes In order not to be noticed by him who is always looking down, we move on the sidewalk and pass each other at the crosswalk. Every time we pass each other, my heart flutters. My unrequited love partner for ten years — nicknamed “Mado”. I don’t know his real name yet…
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