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[outprideful]

For some reason, I have this huge... urge... to talk about how I almost died under a big mountain of my books. What the hell? This... this is probably a curse, isn't it? Or maybe I'm just dying of loneliness. Fuck.Back then, I was living alone, of course! Shelves were functional and all, but for a bachelor living in a bachelor's apartment, they

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[terrorring]

Pshh. You almost got killed by books? How stupid.

....You read picture books? Fitting.

[outprideful]

Like hell you know anything about the kind of books I read.

And you know that because you read them, huh?

[terrorring]

It doesn't matter which kind of books. You were still stupid enough to almost get killed by them.

I'm minoring in literature, you bastard.

[outprideful]

Oh really?

I wonder why that is?

[terrorring]

Shut up.

I like literature.

[outprideful]

As much as Professor Miyagi likes literature, I doubt you can justify saying Professor Miyagi is literature...

[terrorring]

I didn't mean it like that, moron. Miyagi isn't literature.

I don't even go to M University, so don't make any excuses. I'm majoring in law, but that doesn't mean I can't like literature as well.

[outprideful]

Well, how the hell did you even begin liking literature? I doubt it was a pure reason, either.

[terrorring]

Well sure, he inspired me to like it more, but....

Why the hell is there a problem with me liking it?

[outprideful]

It's not the liking I have a problem with, but your motives for liking it.

Love for literature shouldn't be like that.