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“Foreshadowed by the Pages”

  He read the romance story. The next part is where he meets them in the gas station where the ramen shop was. He said to himself, "I guess this is what happens. I don't know if this is going to happen the next time, but I feel it in my gut. I feel it. I don't need to be told. I can tell that something is going to happen today." "And to tell that scene that it wouldn't be a coincidence," he said to himself in shock and awe. He said, "This book is the key to solving every problem." Then he said to himself, "If I could finish this book, and finish every situation, which I can only tell..." And he said to himself, if any day I see a situation like this, my gut will tell me that it's going to happen again. And he looked at the book; he saw that the ghost met in the dream, and he was in shock. It said there were fire stars, and she saw this sorrowful smile. He reflected as he remembered, saying, "Wait!" And then the darkness pushed him away from the ghost girl, and he said to himself, "This is not a coincidence." He reflected as his eyes were wide. He knew it. He was staring at the book. It was a life-or-death game. "Is this one thing," he said to himself, "that I'm not alone? This book could foreshadow events, and if the gas station is the one, then after the dream, I'll see her." He said to himself in shock. He shook his head. "No way I'm going to fall in love with a ghost. She's too scary," he said in fear, but in an innocent way. Then he said to himself, "No wasting time, I gotta go to school and finish my homework," he said in a very determined voice. "Homework is more important than worrying about the next situation." And then his mother said, "See you, Hiroshi." He said to himself, "Uh, this is going to be a long walk." He walked around toward his house near the shrine that was wood and yeah, and then he went outside and saw the forest. And he said to himself, "Do I gotta walk all the way there?" And then his friend said, "Hey, do you want to take a bike to school?" And then he said, "Sure, I'll take it," with a very nice smile. His friend went and biked to school. And then after that, they saw the forest pass by. Green forest leaves falling to the ground, softly and softly. They kept feeling the breeze of the warm air. It went whoosh. And they felt a calm and beautiful day. It was hot, but not too hot. It was perfect enough. He said to Hiroshi, "How's your day been?" He said to himself, "I've been good, so... I... I've been wondering what... what type... do women prefer?" Kenji said to Hiroshi, "What type, eh? I see. Now that's what you're talking about." He said to Hiroshi, "Hmph, that's easy: popur guys."Hiroshi replied, "Wha-wha-WHAT?! I don't—I don't know what you're talking about. I—I feel like you got the wrong idea." Hiroshi was nervous. He kept fidgeting with his hands. "I... I... I... I can't... can't... can't... tell you." He shook in fear. He said, "I mean, never mind." "Man, if you listened to my advice, you would've been happy. Since I am the popur kid. I mean, everyone likes you, but... you gotta learn how to man up. Don't be a scaredy-cat," Kenji said to Hiroshi. Hiroshi sighed in his head. "Yeah," and to himself, "Yeah, this kid knows how to be a little bit full of himself. It doesn't matter if he's popur. It doesn't mean I still can't be nice to people," he said in an innocent tone. Kenji said, "Look at me, look how handsome I am. Most popur kid in css, eh? You see? You wanna be like me, or do you wanna be the unpopur one?" Then... Hiroshi said, "I-I-I don't know," in an innocent, nervous tone. "A boy's got his ego," he said to Hiroshi, and listened to that ego. But then, Hiroshi said, "What ego?" in a very nervous tone. "I don't know what you're talking about." Hiroshi said, "I don't know what you're talking about." And then after that, Kenji pced his hand on his shoulder. "Man, soon you'll know. You'll be like me, a champ. Filled with an ego that will never stop." "Look at how beautiful the grass is, right?" And then Hiroshi nods his head nervously. "I do appreciate nature." And then after that, "What makes nature is the ego." And Hiroshi said, "I don't think nature makes that," in a very confused tone. And Kenji said, "What makes you think that?" in a cool, cocky tone. A fsh. "Man, nature never stops. It just has the ego." Kenji said, "Look, you're wrong. Look at all the fresh popurity we can have. You didn't see? The more popur, the better. Ego is everything." They then were biking around the grass. The forest was now gone. Now they see city streets and cars passing by. Vroom! And at a traffic light, they pause.As Kenji said, "You gotta stop by somewhere." And he went to the shop. And he said, "What's your day doing?" And then the shop owner says, "Yeah, it's been doing great." And then he says, "I've been waiting to get my supplies.""Oh," the shop owner says, "your supplies are coming soon.""Okay," Kenji says. He then walks back to the bike and then bikes to the traffic lights, but waits when the red light is on. And the cars went vroom past them. And then after that, the lights went green. It was their turn. And then they biked, bike, bike, bike. Click, click, click. Hiroshi says, "How's your girlfriend doing?" Then Kenji says with swagger, "She's doing good," in a cocky tone. And then after that, in his head, Hiroshi said, "Oh right, hehehe," in a nervous manner, as he scratched his head. The girl in his head was Kenji's girlfriend. She hated Hiroshi from her gut because she only dates popur guys like Kenji. And in his head, Hiroshi saw her reaction. She scoffed, saying, "Whatever, Hiroshi," in a very disinterested tone. As Hiroshi kept gritting his teeth, he kept going chomp chomp chomp chomp chomp chomp chomp. As he said to himself, "At least that girl hates me. She hates my guts. She hates my guts. She hates my guts. She hates my guts. She hates my guts," as he repeated this. And then he tried to smile at Kenji, and he's like, "Huh?" And he said to Kenji, "Is the weather okay in the field, boys?" As they were getting close, they were near shops, and then after that, they saw a 200-foot building, a 200-foot building, that was tall with a white, clear, brown roof. And the gss was—it was very tall for him. He looked in awe, his eyes widening from the sheer impact of the size. And then after that, he said bye to Kenji, and then Kenji said with a cocky tone, "See ya." And then he says, "Eh," in a very nervous tone, and after that, he walks in, and then he sees John. John was 10 feet tall, and he said, "It's been a while, hasn't it? Have you been hitting the gym?" He said in a very confident tone, and Hiroshi says, "Huh?" in a very confused tone. And then Hiroshi says, "What do women prefer, again?" He said this to Kenji, but this time, John said, "They like tough men, strong men, with muscles and abs." Hiroshi was like, "What?" in a dumbfounded voice, in nervousness. John says, "Look at my muscles, look at everything." He flexes. He kept flexing, flexing, flexing, flexing. And then, Hiroshi's eyes are like, "What the heck is wrong with this guy?" in a very weirded out tone, but not very mean, in a very nice way. John says, "You will become my gym bro, Hiroshi," while flexing his muscles. And Hiroshi's reaction: "Ok-ay." Hiroshi was very perplexed by what was happening. He seemed confused. His eyes were, like, twitching, but not out of anger—just confusion. His head tilted, and he said to himself, "Welp, I guess I gotta go to the cssroom." His voice was innocent, yet gentle, like a stone. Afterwards, the bell rang, and he said to himself, "There are a lot of things to do." He said to himself, "I still have to remember the ghost in the event that is going to happen tonight; I'm going to meet her at the gas station. I'd better be well prepared," he said to himself. And then after that, he was walking down—tiptoe, tiptoe, tiptoe—across the wooden hallway. And then after that, Kenji's girlfriend looked at him and said, "Oh, look who it is," in a very rude tone. And then, Hiroshi says, "Hi," but she just turns back and ignores him. And he's like, "Huh," in a very nervous tone.

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