“Like I said, I have something I can’t miss tomorrow.
……”

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“Is it more important than me?”

“I didn’t say that.
It’s just a concert I’ve always wanted to go to.
I can go on a date anytime, but the concert is only tomorrow.
……”

“Oh, okay.
Make a choice.
You can either go on a date with me, or I will break up with you and you can go to the concert.”

“W-Wait a minute.
Why are you giving me an ultimatum?”

“Meet me at Shibuya station at ten in the morning.
If you’re late, it’s over”

After she told me in a straightforward manner, she turned on her heel and headed home.

I couldn’t muster the energy to go after her.

 No matter what I said to her, she wouldn’t listen to me.

 I had already given up on her based on my previous experience.

 I —- Hiroto Suginami – experienced my first love when I was in junior high school.

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 It was a girl sitting next to me.
We gradually began to talk to each other during recess, our private interactions increased, and I gradually became aware of her as a member of the opposite sex.

 Then, in the summer of my second year of junior high school.

 I could no longer hold back my feelings and confessed to her.

 She accepted my confesion with two words.

 I was so happy that tears welled up in my eyes.

 It was fresh, happy, and fun to be in an environment with a girlfriend.
It was a sparkling time.

 However, that pure happiness did not last long.

 Two months had passed since we started dating.

 Whenever it became inconvenient for her, she started using “breaking up” as a weapon.

 If I couldn’t arrange a date, she would break up with me.

 If I befriended other girls, she would break up with me.

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 If I got bad test scores, she woul

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