Actually, I kind of understand what Little Dot meant. She's used to being the center of attention, so it's really hard for her to humbly ask others for favors. After all, she's much more sensitive than Molly .
She was a pitiful person without friends, and I thought that even though she was with so many people, she wasn't necessarily happy. She wasn't trying to approach me; she just wanted to find someone like her who was lonely. I still took her back to the classroom, but now I felt like she was acting like a little sister. It's kind of ridiculous that a fourteen-year-old boy would think a sixteen-year-old girl is a little sister.
I don't seem so lonely anymore.
Is walking alone destined to be lonely?
If there's someone else to share your burdens, are you happy or joyful?
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