The Boy Who Gave Up on Romantic Feelings ~I’m Done Because I Was Betrayed by The Girlfriends I Used to Date~ - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

“Well then, goodbye.”

“Hey…!”

I say so to the girl in front of me and leave the rooftop as if escaping.

Ah, it’s happening again. When I saw that scene just now, it felt like the trauma is coming all back to me.

I thought things are going well between us. This is the second time I got NTR’d like this.

I, Shintani Maeshima, suppress my overflowing emotions and run home right after class to escape from sorrow.

I return home and lie down on my bed.

The same thing happened to me before, but still, it’s really painful.

On contrary, perhaps, since it’s the second time, it becomes even more painful.

I just saw my beloved girlfriend, Rio Shinozaki, on the rooftop of my school with a stranger, completely naked, touching each other’s bodies.

Judging from his tie—he must to be an upperclassman. They must have done it several times, there are used up rubbers scattered around them.

It was almost the same scene I saw a year earlier when my ex-girlfriend, Sayaka Hanamoto, who is my first girlfriend in my life, cheated on me.

—she had sex with another man.

That time, I caught Sayaka Hanamoto cheating on me after school, but this time, I caught Rio Shinozaki during lunch break.

Although the timing was different, the shock and pain I feel is almost indistinguishable.

If I’m going to be cheated on like this, what for did I get a girlfriend in the first place…?

Is having a relationship with a girl will always going to bring me this much pain…?

…I don’t want to be cheated on anymore, I don’t want to be betrayed anymore. If we’re just going to break up in that kind of way, it’s better not to have a girlfriend from the beginning.

…perhaps it’s because my family has a decent amount of money? Is that why these girls approached me?

It’s not like I want to brag about it, but my old man earns a decent income. Thanks to that, even without my mom, both me and my sister are somehow managing.

Could it really be because of that?

Such questions have been popping up to my head.

I’ve been crying since the moment I entered my room, but after a while, perhaps because I cried too much, I find that I can’t shed tears anymore.

As I realize that, a certain thought comes into mind.

‘What happens twice will happen thrice.’

If that’s the case, I shouldn’t trust any more woman who come close to me from now on.

I asked advice from various people and did my best to avoid disappointing my girlfriend, researching and putting in effort to make her like me more.

But in the end, she still cheated on me. She chose another man over me.

It seems like my efforts are fruitless after all.

—being in a romantic relationship like everyone else is just not for me.

“Ugh…”

Remembering what happened earlier makes me nauseous.

I rush into the bathroom any vomit everything inside my stomach.

It has really become a trauma.

I don’t want to remember it anymore…

After that, I pretend to have a high fever and take three days off from school.

There is no way I can go to school in my current depressed state.

Occasionally, my little sister, Maki, came to check on me, but she would go right back to her room.

Then on the fourth day, I start to go to school again.

During those three days, I’ve come to a conclusion.

—it’s better to not get myself involved in romantic relationships anymore.

Youth…love…I don’t care about any of that anymore.

I’ve decided to let go of those things to protect my heart.

What happens twice will happen thrice.

…I won’t make the same mistake again.