Abnormality Dancin' Girl

X/X (Monday): Cloudy again.
I had a strange dream, but can't remember much.
It's like my heart is closed off.
I don't feel anything.
X/X (Tuesday): Cloudy again.
I don't feel like studying.
I zoned out during class,
so I'm glad I didn't get called on.
X/X (Wednesday): Cloudy again.
Tomorrow's when tests start.
As expected, I'll study for them.
X/X (Thursday): Cloudy again.
I couldn't sleep because I was studying til dawn.
I feel refreshed.
X/X (Friday): Cloudy again.
There's more tests today. I feel like I answered the questions to some extent.
The studying was worth it.
X/X (Monday): Cloudy again. Our tests came back.
Even with all that, I'm still stuck at an average score.
I don't feel anything.
X/X (Tuesday): Cloudy again.
I seems ███ from our class is entering some competition.
I don't feel anything.
X/X (Wednesday): Cloudy again.
I was suddenly ███ called during break time.
Can't help the rumors floating around.
I don't feel anything.
X/X (Thursday): Cloudy again.
I have this feeling like something is wriggling around in my head.
It's uncomfortable.
X/X (Friday): Cloudy again.
It's all dirty when I look in the mirror.
I wiped and wiped, but it doesn't help.
It's uncomfortable.
X/X (Monday): Cloudy again.
In the morning assembly ███ was commended.
Seems like she got excellent grades.
I don't care.
It's uncomfortable.
X/X (Tuesday): Cloudy again.
Seems like there's planning for the school festival.
That ███ is gonna be in charge,
everyone's enthusiastic.
It's uncomfortable.
X/X (Wednesday): Cloudy again.
The class decided to do a play.
███ was unexpectedly overjoyed.
They were appointed behind tje scenes by ███, the protagonist.
I was a little happy.
My head hurts.
X/X (Thursday): Cloudy again.
Most of the class wound up behind the scenes,
so lots are starting preperations.
Something's irritating me.
My head hurts.
X/X (Friday): Cloudy again.
When I stroked the mirror, it cracked.
I cut my finger.
I'm frustred.
X/X (Monday): Cloudy again.
All the talking around me is so noisy.
███ asked me how the production was going.
In the spur of the moment, I stumbled on my words.
We managed to talk.
X/X (Tuesday): Cloudy again.
Everyday around me is so noisy.
I stumbled and touched the wound, so my fingers are dirty.
I'm frustrated.
X/X (Wednesday): Cloudy again.
The sounds are echoing in my head and it's troubling me.
I wipe and wipe but the dirt won't come off my finger.
███ me eyes with me and smiled.
I'm not qualified for that.
X/X (Thursday): Cloudy again. ███'s voice is beautiful.
Not just that, everything about her is perfect to teh point of abnormality.
How did I never notice this until now?
X/X (Friday): Cloudy again.
███ talked to me.
She stand out so extraordinarily.
I feel like I was watching ███ all day.
X/X (Monday): What does ███ have that I don't?
I tried to imitate ███ a little.
I feel like my heart's calmed down.
X/X (Tuesday): The mirror I just bought is dirty.
I wipe and wipe but it won't go away.
X/X (Wednesday): I tried talking to people around me just like ███.
I was met with different gazes than I usually get.
It's kind of a special feeling.
X/X (Thursday): I dared to talk to ███.
I think I talked more differently than I thought, but I was interrupted halfway.
I don't get it.
X/X (Friday): I stared at the dirt on the mirror.
For some reason, the pattern looks beautiful.
I'll put off wiping it for a while.
X/X (Saturday): I had a strange dream.
X/X (m)
X/X (Monday): The pattern on the mirror changes every day.
When I talked to ███ I got laughed at.
I couldn't hear their voices.
X/X (Tuesday): For the past few days I've been seeing indexipherable dreams.
The pattern on the mirror is beautiful.
X/X (Wednesday): Another dream where I keep averting the gaze of others.
My head hurts.
X/X (Thursday): I dreamt of dancing in a dress.
My head hurts.
X/X (Friday): In my dream ███ was dancing with a stranger.
I woke up the second our eyes met.
My head hurts.
X/X (Saturday): I slept 5 times.
I wanted to dream.
I'm irritated.
X/X (m)
X/X (Monday): The beautiful me.
The beautiful you.
Is this love?
X/X (Tuesday): I am me.
Who are you?
Are you also me?
X/X (Wednesday): I want to see you in my dreams.
X/X (Thursday): I like you.
X/X (Friday): How happy would I be if I could become a butterfly like you.
X/X (Saturday): Do I need to coordinate my sleeve to match with the toes of my shoes?
X/X (Sunday): Sew together one by one.
Along the lines, stitch the dots.
A collection for me alone.
X/X (Monday): I transformed into a new me!
X/X (Tuesday): The dream should have ended as a dream.
My longing should have been thrown away.
X/X (Wednesday): ███
X/X (Thursday): You are me.
I am you.
X/X (Friday): I like you.
X/X (Saturday): I feel disgusting.
I had a feeling like I wasn't me.
X/X (Sunday): Look at me.
X/X (Monday): Look at me Look at me Look at me Look at me Look at me
Look at me Look at me Look at me Look at me Look at me
Look at me Look at me Look at me Look at me Look at me
X/X (Tuesday): Looked.
X/X (Wednesday): Everyone's so noisy.
Shut up.
X/X (Thursday): Shut up.
X/X (Friday): Shut up.
X/X (Saturday): I saw a butterfly.
X/X (Sunday): I became a butterfly.
X/X (m)

Abnormality Dancin' Girl

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