For the first time, she's delighted by the public's attention to her. This time, it wasn't suffocating kind; it's a proud one. However, one question managed to pierce through all the positivity: How did the story break out? Of course, now that she's satisfied, she chose to ignore it, and decided that she earned herself a sound sleep. She cannot wait to see what tomorrow will unfold for her.
The next day, she woke up with a bright smile and danced through her routines. Before leaving, she wrapped herself around her parents and slipped in a kiss. She realized that this was the first time she'd been elated, and she chose to enjoy it to the fullest.
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Coincidentally, the assignment for the Japanese student was to write an essay or a story. Feeling confident in her skills, she decided to write a story. The assigned theme was quite interesting. She dived herself into her memories to capture the piece perfectly. With only three minutes left in class, she managed to finish her final draft. It may not have been the best piece, but it effectively captured the gist of the theme.
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Ignoring the reflections of her, she left the classroom at once after the bell rang. She quickened her pace as she approached the building where they could escape from the world. Makoto was already there, leaning against a wall. Ichika waved, and Makoto returned the gesture. They chatted, occasionally pairing up with giggles, and their conversation lasted quite a while.
Before saying their goodbyes, Makoto stopped her. "Wait, I have something for you," he told Ichika as he went past her to grab a box behind her. It was a pink box, wrapped with a ribbon that was tidily tied. It was as small as a man's palm, but Ichika ought to get excited after Makoto handed the box to her.
She almost immediately pulled the ribbon. "Don't; please open it once you get back," Makoto asked.
Ichika smiled, "Alright, if that's what you want. I will open it and see whatever you shoved in this cute box," she lifted up the box.
Makoto let out a sigh of relief, "Thanks. Anyway, I should get going. Careful going back. Goodbye!" Makoto waved at Ichika.
Ichika echoed it and replied, "Bye, thanks for the gift Makoto."