The Reason Why I was Cheated on By My Girlfriend

As Usual (Yua’s POV)

Haru-kun is acting strange.

At first, I thought he might be feeling unwell today, but that doesn’t seem to be the case.

He’s avoiding me.

He hasn’t even looked me in the eye since this morning.

Why? Why?

We were talking normally just yesterday, so why all of a sudden?

(…could it be that he found out?)

No, no, that can’t be. There’s no way. I didn’t say anything about it.

But what other reason could there be for him to avoid me…is it because I ate the pudding in the fridge without asking? No, come on, we’re not in grade school anymore.

(…I guess I’ll just have to ask him about it)

That’s why I’m waiting for Haru-kun near the shoe lockers.

I already confirmed that his shoes are still there.

That means, he hasn’t left school yet.

If I wait here, I’ll definitely see him.

I can actually wait in him room too.

However, I just want to talk to him as soon as possible.

(…he’s late)

I’ve already been waiting for about thirty minutes.

I actually want to go look for him, but if I go, there might be a chance for us to miss each other.

(…he’s late)

I take out my phone and check LINE.

The last message I sent to Haru-kun was,

‘Let’s walk home together today.’

I sent the message hours ago, but he still hasn’t even read it.

(…he’s so late!)

Anxiety and frustration build up inside me.

Usually, he reads my LINE messages almost instantly…

Usually, just making eye contact with me would bring a smile to his face…usually, usually, usually!

“Ah…”

Haru-kun finally reads my message.

‘Where are you right now?’

He immediately replied to my message.

‘Putting on my shoes.’

‘Be right there.’

Seeing his reply, I let out a relieved sigh.

It seems like I’m just overthinking things.

(…oh no, my heart’s pounding.)

It’s okay. I reassure myself.

Everything was normal when we parted at school yesterday.

We didn’t see each other again until this morning.

There’s no way Haru-kun could hate me when I haven’t done anything wrong.

(…haru-kun, you idiot.)

He never shows up when I want to see him the most.

That’s why, that’s why I—

Suddenly, I can hear footsteps approaching.

I turn around to look.

“You’re late.”

I force a smile and say so despite the nervousness.

He gives me a troubled look and asks,

“Were you waiting for me this whole time?”

He sounds the same as always.

His expression seems the same as always.

However, doesn’t Haru-kun feels distant to me?

Am I just overthinking things again?

“…look.”

I reach out my hand and show him something.

“You left a bruise on my arm from this morning.”

“…sorry.”

“Nope. I won’t forgive you.”

I pretend to sulk.

“Did something bad happen?”

Then, I bring up the real issue.

This is how we always are. Even after a fight, we make up while still pouting a bit. So, I try to handle it the same way this time too.

“…sorry.”

It seems Haru-kun doesn’t want to tell me about it.

Just that alone makes my heart ache.

What’s with that ‘sorry’…?

Usually, he would tell me everything.

“Did I do something wrong? Is it my fault?”

“…no, it’s my fault.”

“Are you sure?”

“…yeah.”

The atmosphere feels awkward.

What’s wrong, Haru-kun?

“……”

I slowly reach out for his sleeve.

But I pull my hand back just before touching it.

The thought that he might hit my hand away again makes me scared.

“Hey.”

The moment he says so, I can feel a shiver run down my spine.

I push down that feeling and put up a smile on my face.

“What is it, Haru-kun?”

“…as an apology, I’ll treat you something.”

He looks away and said so shyly.

Seeing that…somehow, I feel relieved.

“How much can I spend?”

“…please go easy on me.”

Haru-kun still seems a bit down.

But he’s acting like usual.

I’m sure he’ll be back to his normal self soon, it’s fine.

“I appreciate it, Haru-kun. But I just want to go home for today.”

It’s a total lie. I actually want to be with him.

I want us to go somewhere and make up…maybe even go to a hotel and have sex. I want to make him mine as soon as possible.

Otherwise, I’ll…

“Haru-kun, let me know when you’re ready to talk.”

I know…he doesn’t want that kind of thing.

“We’re really close with each other aren’t we, Haru-kun? It hurts me to think that there are still secrets between us.”

I feel pain deep within my heart when I said so.

I wonder what gave me the right to say that.

I’ve already betrayed him.

But…it’s different. My feelings for him haven’t changed.

“Shall we go?”

I show Haru-kun a smile as usual.

I’m worried if it really looks like a genuine smile, but I don’t know any other way to handle this, so I’m just pretending to be as usual.

“…yeah, let’s go.”

Haru-kun still seems a bit down.

But I’m sure time will fix things.

“Haru-kun, did you pay attention in class today?”

“…not really.”

While we’re on the way home, I walk next to him and try to start conversations more proactively than usual.

“Do you want me to show you my notes?”

“…that would help.”

This feels awkward, it seems like Haru-kun doesn’t want to talk much.

I wonder if something really bad happened.

Why doesn’t he want to talk to me about it?

…this makes me feel so lonely.

“Oryaa!”

I nudge him with my shoulder.

“…what is it?”

His voice sounds gloomy.

“Haru-kun, you’re so gloomy!”

“……”

He looks away.

It feels incredibly lonely, it’s as if I’ve been rejected.

“Just a little longer…”

Haru-kun suddenly said so.

“Just wait a little longer.”

He said so with a forced smile on his face.

Now that I think about it, he has always been this way. Even when he’s down, he doesn’t want to take it out on others. He keeps it all to himself and solves it on his own.

But things are different now.

I don’t mind if he complains in a foul-mouthed way.

I just want him to tell me why he seems so down lately.

It feels lonely, but somehow, I feel reassured.

That’s right. Yeah. I’m sure it will be okay.

“Is it okay if I come to your room again tomorrow?”

I mustered up my courage and asked so.

Haru-kun takes a long pause as if he’s really thinking about it.

“Tomorrow, I’ll come to you.”

“…Haru-kun, you pervert.”

Hahaha, he makes a displeased face.

“I’m just joking. I’ll be waiting for you.”