It's not really dislike.
After all, she's the girl next door.
Uesugi Sakura quite likes her eyes, radiant and very bright.
"I don't dislike you."
Upon hearing this, Hanamaru Hanabi just nodded sullenly, and Uesugi Sakura wasn't sure if she accepted his words.
Just having stopped crying, her eyes red, her small hand grasped the pen tip, doodling around the ugly shark on the book's page.
She seemed to want to try something but was hesitant to put the pen down.
After several tries, she gave up.
She just held the book, scrutinizing the shark.
Uesugi Sakura felt she was like himself, a quiet type, not fond of noisy play.
When they were in kindergarten, she was always bullied by someone in the class, even hit with balls and cried.
In Uesugi Sakura's eyes, these were just children's pranks, but at that time the teacher wasn't around, and no peer was willing to comfort her, so seeing the little girl really pitiful, he walked over and talked with her for a while.
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