She’s staring. She knows he can feel it, because every once in a while, he seems to freeze and give her a fleeting gaze. He’s cute, she thinks, different. He could use a little tailoring but otherwise, she likes what she sees. And suddenly, when he looks up again, she’s there, in front of him, one hand on her hip, the other pointing to her left ear. Her pretty pink lips move, but he hears only his music — she makes the motion again — ❝your earphones❞, she says, clearly wanting him to remove them so he may pay attention to her. After all – Tomie Kawakami hates being ignored.
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