[Luca's feeling something very similar to what Alberto was at this moment. He'd been so happy, especially with the second one, and so excited knowing Alberto felt that way. Now he's standing there as Alberto looks them over, knowing that the one that likely wasn't real was the one that Alberto handed him as he checked the mail. The one that had gotten him so excited and sent his heart racing. His face falls when Alberto finally says it. He didn't write this.]
Oh.
[Suddenly feeling cold and disappointed, he looks at the cards in his hands. There's the one he wrote, and then...the other one wasn't written by him, but strangely the words match how he feels exactly. He bites his lip for a moment, not wanting to give Alberto the same feeling of disappointment especially since he realizes that this one, the one Alberto said he liked better, was the one he liked better. Which...does that mean he feels the same way? Assuming the answer to that is yes, Luca decides to take a chance.]
I didn't write this one...but what it says is exactly what I feel.
[This is probably a weird Kaisou thing, which, if the card that was 'from' Luca was that accurate, maybe that means.]
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Oh.
[Suddenly feeling cold and disappointed, he looks at the cards in his hands. There's the one he wrote, and then...the other one wasn't written by him, but strangely the words match how he feels exactly. He bites his lip for a moment, not wanting to give Alberto the same feeling of disappointment especially since he realizes that this one, the one Alberto said he liked better, was the one he liked better. Which...does that mean he feels the same way? Assuming the answer to that is yes, Luca decides to take a chance.]
I didn't write this one...but what it says is exactly what I feel.
[This is probably a weird Kaisou thing, which, if the card that was 'from' Luca was that accurate, maybe that means.]
Was yours, or...?