Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Dormitory - Na

I and Na Na always live in a dormitory. See the first time Na Na, the top of the head blocks with hair, have blocked a tuft of hair, it is very innocent and simple. Na Na religion music, it is that young teacher graduates , has only 18 years old it is graduated, then if what student has reserved level metropolis than Na Na big some months. It can often have student to joke with her , again runs from her her left racket one from right side. Na Na reverse a course towards the left side sees , that student has run , some students of back is the bad smile of a face immediately.

Normally, have no lesson , some old teachers will chat , say naturally for the history of discussing school that our school builds in the cemetery of original village , so has the various smooth story from monster , Na Na is very curious for what, always pool to hear , it is to not fear that self is atheist that I fall. Na Na height is though high but courage is very little, daytime falls do not feel that is how about, as soon as having been evening, it is dark to begin to be afraid of , the toilet on daily evening since dare not go by oneself, it is that I accompany her , more very person sits on bed never put foot in bed along take off, she fears to have what thing , come out from bed, in the evening a awakening comes to dare not and then sleep , must get into me had been harbored , pull my hand. Then, sleep until daybreak.

Na Na is very shy, speak with others to blush , a colleague adores her and has written a love letter gives her, she does not know unexpectedly how to is good, scaring few days dare not speak with that colleague up to afterwards that elder brother, explain white with her, disagreeing on also have no relation, all are still friends, she just recovers former state.

When I am from the time that that school adjusts , Na Na already character mother , son has been 5 years old, she has opened a gift shop, have very good business, afterwards, exchange and have been the general agent of certain a paper field, not when is that timid shy little girl.

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