Youre My Destiny

e difficult-the older man bastard who always looked me in the eye with another meaning. A man who can't be called a father. He's an angry bastard who doesn't become manipulative. I

the city with plastic shoes tha

alked amidst the pressing pedestrians and the no

sta

w m

u ready

vered, and my eyes closed every time a

s the night goes on, the

hoping to get a little warm air. A small child was runnin

an

ched hand. The boy pulled my clothes a little and l

an

t I don't

want

a sweet, perfect body gives two

candy for you

y. I was standing under the bus s

a hired

ger inside me. I tried to

you kno

your clothes. Everyone k

thes a little, t

ople's lives? Are you a state offici

for words. If the wind weren't so strong, I wo

rental woman? I don't know if

sky, the cold air st

s it? Should

skin on my face and said

ped my shoulder and made me stop. I looked back,

smiled at me and

while talking. I feel like I've seen his f

oyed. He slightly shook my should

foreigner wanted to hire me for one

s." This man had a thought

a charming smile, and hi

a high-class re

ope for me, who immedia

d with a bit of hesitation, not unde

iately stepped back a

city. But if you look at the outside appearance of this m

tel costs and tried to confir

w me,

han mine. My footsteps were far behind his, and my bo

epped in another direction. My hand pointed at

t up and

uld only stop arguing and follow in his

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his original goal. Even the appearance of this

hotel or

g me, miss, ta

ned myself comfortably in a small room containing a f

on the jacket, "Make

for the image of the man in front of me in my head. His face and smile

re I've seen h

n the bench, crossed his leg

dreaming about? C

a cup of wine, "Come

rom where he sat a

heart even more convinced. I've met h

asure, he patted the empty side beside him again

always gave me orde

er to his empty side, "Don't giv

ard to sit together this close. I scratch

comforting myself, "

from mine, causing me to be pushed back and lean aga