It's Friday and it's raining as usual in Japan's Winter months, the clouds are dark and have tired sense to them. Going to school is tidies and tiring, I'm bored I said to Yamato. Yamato was my first real friend since I moved to Japan in 1693. The only reason I think his my is because I saved him from falling in a well 2 years ago and the well was 4 blocks away from my house. There we were two 18 year olds well 17 and a half for me and Yamato birthday was in 2 months.
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