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I found myself woken up at 3:30 in the morning, crying silently.
And then I tried to remember why I cried, and what I dreamed of.
It was Kazuya.
The dream was painful somehow. I just had a vague memory about it, but it was really painful.
So... four of my friends became rather fond of KAT-TUN because of me and two of them said that they were into Kazuya. One of them liked Kazuya just because of his look, I'm more than sure about this, and it actually hurts me somehow. The other one... I don't know how to describe it, her feeling towards Kazuya was really... like mine, so I'm okay about it. I don't really understand how I feel this way, maybe I'm just too selfish?
And then I tried to remember why I cried, and what I dreamed of.
It was Kazuya.
The dream was painful somehow. I just had a vague memory about it, but it was really painful.
So... four of my friends became rather fond of KAT-TUN because of me and two of them said that they were into Kazuya. One of them liked Kazuya just because of his look, I'm more than sure about this, and it actually hurts me somehow. The other one... I don't know how to describe it, her feeling towards Kazuya was really... like mine, so I'm okay about it. I don't really understand how I feel this way, maybe I'm just too selfish?