Momo
As Ryoma and I were on our way out of the school, I turned to say something to him, when I saw something shiny fall out of his pocket. Bending down to pick it up, I said, "Ne, Ryoma, I think bạn dropped something."
Looking down, his eyes widened, and he bent down and quickly snatched it up.
Before his hand closed over it, I caught a proper glimpse of it, and saw that it was something like a charm. It was a tim, trái tim shape with the word 'spoiled' written across it and was studded with brightly coloured glass gems.
"What's that?" I asked curiously.
Suddenly, a bright blush spread across his face,...
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