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That Day
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Ongoing, First published May 01, 2020
It doesn't imply you're not sad just because you're crying. 

Just because you're smiling doesn't mean you're content.



Life is the same way. 

Respect the comfort of an umbrella when it comes to your life. 

Because a sick umbrella cannot replace a healthy umbrella. 

It'll only let you down along the way.




--It's based on a true story--



Ignore the preceding idiom. 

How are you doing today, everyone? 

My name is Yeon ru, and I'm from South Korea. 

Claire is my pen name. 

Claire is a French word that means "bright." 

I choose this name because I wish to have a bright and happy day on my journey through life.


The umbrella's backstory is that no one ever lends me his umbrella when I need it. 

So, we'll call him X. 

It's not X-man, but it's a good example. 

He is tall, white, intelligent, and appears to be trustworthy. 

Everything is fine, but it is difficult to get along with everyone. 

At first, he is unfriendly and appears to be an introvert. 

When I was in charge of purchasing tickets, it happened in front of the station. 

I didn't buy the ticket for him because I wasn't very close to him. 

I felt bad since he seemed disappointed. 

I was a nice and open-minded person back then. 

I quickly sent him an apology over the phone and asked him not to take it personally. 

That was the first time we exchanged text messages with each other.
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