I Was Unreasonably Dumped By My Girlfriend And Had My Heart Broken. When I Rescued A Beautiful Girl Who Was My Former Classmate And Idol In My Class From A Group Of Yarisa, My Gray College Life Started To Shine - Chapter 49
Episode 49: [side: Hikari Aoba] What is love?
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To be honest, it was pretty much on the edge of my limits.
What does “as long as it’s fun” even mean? Now that I’m alone, my own words pierce my heart.
If I put my hand on my chest, my heartbeat is still fast.
It’s been racing since morning. If it continues at this speed, it wouldn’t be strange if it stopped in a month.
My sense of time was strange.
I walked home as if floating, as if walking in the sky.
Once I arrived home, I collapsed onto the bed right away.
Lying on my back, I rested my arm over my eyes.
“…Today was a bit… intense.”
Originally, I didn’t intend to pretend to be his girlfriend.
I was simply looking forward to spending time with my good friend.
But encountering his ex-girlfriend at the very beginning made me strangely stubborn.
Yes, just as Keito-kun had said.
There was no need to act so much like his girlfriend.
Becoming like that was because of my own selfish feelings.
“I hope he forgets…I can’t say that.”
Encountering his ex-girlfriend made me too aware of her presence.
I didn’t like it, not at all. The way the girl, his ex-girlfriend, looked at me as if saying, “Keito belongs to me”.
Now, I’m the one by his side.
I wished she wouldn’t intrude at this point.
As a result, my actions became excessive.
If I behaved like his girlfriend and staged a date, it would surely remain in Keito-kun’s memory, overwriting all the memories of him with that girl.
I ended up thinking like that.
I don’t even know why I felt those emotions.
All I can say is that this is almost my first experience.
My chest still felt warm.
I couldn’t help but just place my hand there.
If it’s come to this, it’s really strange.
Thinking that, I pulled out my smartphone from my bag and opened the search engine.
“Going out, palpitations, classmates, holding hands.”
Entering various words into the search bar, what comes out?
A variety of articles and posts have appeared, but there is one word that they all have in common.
“Love” huh.
My arm loses its strength, and the smartphone falls onto my face.
It hurt quite a bit on the bridge of my nose, but my head was spinning so much that I couldn’t even react to it.
Honestly, I’ve been confessed to quite a few times.
More than a few times a month, actually, but I turned them all down.
I have male friends. But I never thought about them as much as I do now.
I always just saw myself as one of the groups.
Because I’ve never been in love, I don’t understand, but is this it? Is this what those sad love songs sing about?
Come to think of it, it fits quite well.
Just going out with a friend.
While thinking that, I was the most fashionable today, and I even bought a cute dress beforehand, went to the salon to curl my hair and add volume, and faced today.
If the reason for that is “love,” then there’s no contradiction.
The words a classmate in high school once said, “When you like someone, you want them to see the cutest version of yourself, right?” seemed to apply perfectly.
I hadn’t thought about it like that before, so I just hadn’t realized.
“Do I like him?”
Saying it out loud, my body heats up even more.
His current figure comes to mind, overlapping with his figure from middle school.
Come to think of it, he was the class environmental committee member, taking care of the flowers on the balcony alone, wasn’t he?
I remember him watering them with a bored expression. Yet, the flowers bloomed beautifully, so he must have taken care of them properly.
Thinking back now, it’s so him that I can’t help but smile.
At that moment, my smartphone vibrated lightly.
Curious, I picked it up, and it was a message from Keito-kun.
“Did you get home? Contact me know when you do.”
“…You worry too much. But you’re not my parent.”
Even though I said that it’s unfair because I’m happy.
I tried typing “I like you” in the message box.
Unfortunately, I don’t have enough courage to send it as is, so I delete it completely and send a harmless stamp instead.
The fact that I’m curious about the reply makes me wonder if this is really what they call “love”.
But since I lack experience, I can’t be sure.
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