Miku knew she was weak. She didn't deny it.
She wanted to believe in a happy world—she truly did. A place where she could casually say hello to a stranger without getting paranoid. One without corruption or greed. A world where everything wasn't so uniform.
She thought it could happen. Maybe there could be a better world.
(She knew she was wrong.)
Miku still hoped.
It wasn't any special thinking. Everyone thought they lived in a perfect world, she was sure. She was not much different.
She just knew it wasn't so, but hoped it would be.
Miku already accepted the world for what it was, but she also accepted what it could be.
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