When it blooms (それが咲くとき)

Have you ever hear of the red thread of fate?

It is thought of as an invisible red cord around the finger of those that are destined to meet, for they are their true love.

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I can hear someone’s laments.
She’s crying.  

There’s a girl in my class. She is really pretty and is always nice. 
She doesn’t have any friends.
I wonder why she always plays alone.