Naomi
“That’s right. I act like a tomboy, but my real personality is gloomy… You don’t like me to be gloomy?”
“It’s fine if you’re quiet, but I’d rather you weren’t gloomy.”
“But isn’t it better than being rowdy, the way I used to be?”
“I can’t tell you how much better.”
“I’m good now, aren’t I?”
Suddenly, she ran to me, threw her arms around my neck, and kissed me so violently that my head swam.



















