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extraordinarily[Haruhi wasn't exactly pleased with the news, but he was gone for almost a whole month now. The same thought rattled in her head every single day as she waited in the brigade clubroom (well, technically they were disbanded), just wishing that he'd show up for her.
Sure, he had attempted to tell her that yes, he was John Smith, and yes, she has supernatural powers but...
Losing him was not what she wished for.
So why couldn't she just destroy this world to make him come back? Was it because she couldn't...?
Or because something else was wrong?
Haruhi didn't know, nor did she want to. Staring out the window with her hair tied up in a ponytail, she longed for more than this. She wanted Kyon back.]
Sure, he had attempted to tell her that yes, he was John Smith, and yes, she has supernatural powers but...
Losing him was not what she wished for.
So why couldn't she just destroy this world to make him come back? Was it because she couldn't...?
Or because something else was wrong?
Haruhi didn't know, nor did she want to. Staring out the window with her hair tied up in a ponytail, she longed for more than this. She wanted Kyon back.]
