"If you hate me so much Don't you dare mess with me," the girl I secretly liked shouted. I was speechless, my body was so numb I could hardly move. She stared at me blankly before running off. I could only sigh with an anguished feeling.

"I never hated you," I muttered.

Morning at school She didn't even look at my face. They hardly care that I even exist. I never hated her.

“I told you, I was very mean to him. I told you to talk sweetly to Nami, but I won't do it," said the voice of my best friend Kyo. Playing made me feel depressed all day. In the feeling of loneliness Up until now, I've wanted to apologize to Nami a hundred times, but I haven't dared. I admit I teased Nami a lot. I teased him so much that Nami understood that I hated her even though I really liked Nami.

"Hey Yamato, you go apologize to Nami. You'll get over your anger soon." Kyo reassured me. I really have to apologize to Nami. Well, today I'm going to apologize to Nami.

In the evening I walked to the library. Because Nami often comes to read books. When I walked up to Nami I was completely still.

"Nami, we like Nami," Kyo's voice said to Nami. Keeping eye contact But for that second, I felt like time had stopped. I looked at that picture as if my heart was about to break. before walking out

I can't do anything, I'm stupid.

When I returned home, I looked at the picture. Kyo and me when we were children, I walked over and put the picture in the drawer, not understanding myself. I was sprawled out on the bed. My brain seems to stop working every time I think of Kyo and Nami. I should have known since Kyo liked Nami. The more I thought about it, the more my heart ached. I didn't even have a chance to apologize to Nami.

Haven't had a chance to say that I like Nami like Kyo. I want Nami to like me. But it's no longer possible. Because tomorrow Nami and Kyo are probably lovers.

I feel discouraged when I think about this. Why don't I be nice to Nami? Why do I have to tease Nami? Why do I keep giving Nami a cold expression when I want to smile at her all the time? Sometimes I think the same thing. Why can't I sometimes say something nice to Nami? I admit, I like her often to the point where we argue regularly. The more I think about it, the more it hurts. I still don't want to ask. I must not cry

In the morning I came to school as usual. Kyo is sitting and waiting for me.

"Hi Kyo," I greeted. But Kyo had a sad expression on his face. I went and sat near Kyo.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm heartbroken, Yamato," Kyo said. I sighed, and so did I.

"Nami already has someone she likes," Kyo said. I'm looking for Nami. Both me and Kyo probably won't have the chance to be Nami's girlfriend.

All day today I speak to Nami in a word count style. But the worst thing is that Kyo hasn't spoken to Nami yet. I know this feeling is painful.

In the science room, last evening. Nami and I were punished to clean the room as the two of us.

"Yamato, you hate me so much that you don't want to talk to me, right?" Nami's voice said in the corner of the room. I was looking down and sweeping. I didn't answer. My brain was now telling me to apologize to Nami. Until I couldn't hear Nami speaking. Looking up, I knew that Nami must have said something, but I wasn't listening. Nami just lowered her head and swept the room without saying anything. I swept mine away.

Until Nami took the trash from the dustpan and poured it into the trash can in the back of the room. At that time, I was about to take out the trash as well. Nami stood in front of me and suddenly Nami shed tears. I looked at Nami. Nami was looking at me with tears in her eyes. before turning around without saying anything

“Sorry,” I said. Nami froze as did me. Nami wiped away tears.

"I never hated you, Nami," I said. Nami turned around and hugged me. I kept quiet. Nami couldn't stop crying.

“I like you, Yamato. Can you stop acting so cold?" Nami said. I could only secretly smile a little. Nami liked me. I had to say the last sentence as well: I like her, but Kyo also likes her. I stopped thinking.

"I'm sorry, Kyo, he likes you," I said. Nami slowly loosened her hold on me and looked at my face blankly. Before finally lowering my head and running out, I sighed. Why does it always have to be like this? I started to hate myself

In the evening when I come home Kyo called me and said Was his performance like that of a heartbroken person? I was confused, and I realized that it was just a performance in a room that had to be secretly practiced quietly. I quickly hung up the phone before running out to Nami's house.

Nami came out and opened the door, looked at me before pretending to close the door. I put my hand in my way until the door pinched my hand. But Nami doesn't know. Press the door to close.

"Nami, I like you," I said. Nami fell silent. I managed to remove my hand from the door, but

Bang!!!! Nami closed the door in my face. I almost sank looking at my hand, which had purple bruises on it. Before I walk back Nami opened the door and led me by the hand to a bench in the garden. Without saying anything, he held my hand and put medicine on the wound. I smiled at Nami who was bandaging my wound.

"Are you worried about me?" I said. Nami looked at my face.

"I hate you," Nami said. Before getting up to leave, I grabbed Nami's hand and made her sit down.

"Stubborn," I said. Nami frowned. I pulled Nami close to me.

“I really like you. "Nami," I whispered in his ear. before turning to look at Nami I leaned in closer. Nami turned her head away as if embarrassed. So I gathered her into a hug, keeping Nami's eyes steady. Nami's eyes slowly closed, like Nami was trying to distance herself but couldn't control her feelings. Then my lips and Nami's met in a soft and gentle warmth.

After a while, I pulled my face away and Nami slowly opened her eyes before blushing. and pushed me away out of embarrassment, I and

Nami both blushed.

"Yamato, why is the broker blushing?" Nami said. Turning away

“Well, your face turned red first,” I said. My hand was still holding Nami's hand.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Nami asked, looking at my hand. I just smile

"Sorry," Nami said. I looked at Nami again.

“Kiss my cheek first. I'll forgive you," I said. Nami started to frown before making to walk into the house. But I gathered Nami into a hug.

"If you don't kiss my cheek I'll kiss you again." I hissed, smiling. Nami pouted. before looking at my face Reaching out, he kissed my cheek softly and ran into the house. I rubbed my cheek before smiling at Nami who was looking through the window. And so I walked home happily. I'm not heartbroken anymore........................

Well, if it's dirty, I'm really sorry. I'm really afraid the reader will vomit.

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