Things I can't say aloud, huh?

Soubi -- he...Soubi's...

I'm not sure what to think of it, really -- but...I don't know if I should be feeling this way. Not about him, at least. It's ... it's Soubi. And he's my -- well...god, this isn't...right, is it, it isn't what I'm supposed to feel, right? He's...

He's really nice.

And really handsome. I don't know if I've noticed it before, but...he really is...that long hair, and...and his eyes, and...

And...jeez, I feel like one of those girls in my class. Stupid. It's not anything like that...

I hope...

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Phone is On.

Dear Journal.

That's what you're supposed to write. Right?

...

Soubi -- Dr. Agatsuma -- Dr. Soubi? uh. He. He works. He told me to keep this. Thing. To write down what I can't say.

If I couldn't say it, why would I write it? It doesn't make sense.

...with that, I guess. That's it.

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cellphone is nonexistant. for now.