A Story About a Handsome Girl Having Her First Kiss Stolen by an Equally Handsome Classmate - Episode 39
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The sea at dawn.
There were few people around, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of the waves crashing to the side. Wakamatsu listened to the sound as he gazed upon the profile of Mizuhara Shizuku, who had fallen silent as soon as she sat down on the bank.
“With so few people around, it feels like we’re all alone.”
Wakamatsu Hanae was in high spirits.
My parents, my friends, my teachers. I love everyone who has been a part of my life.
But even so, as long as Mizuhara Shizuku was by his side, he felt like he could get by no matter what. Anyway, he was blindly in love with her.
“…I thought you wanted to know why I chose Wakamatsu.”
Mizuhara Shizuku suddenly spoke up.
“Well, I was worried about it.”
“One day, after my sister passed away, I no longer cared about anything.”
Wakamatsu sensed something unusual in Mizuhara Shizuku’s movements as she expressionlessly pulled the pair of rings off her fingers.
“I thought it would be nice to be special to a special person.”
“Yeah?”
“Then you know, you’ll feel a sense of superiority. I think that feels good too.”
Wakamatsu tilts his head at the ambiguous words, whose meaning he cannot understand.
“What’s wrong, what happened all of a sudden?”
“I told you before. Wakamatsu was just the right choice.”
“What do you mean, just right?”
Mizuhara Shizuku slowly turns her face to Wakamatsu.
Even though we’re making eye contact, I can’t read anything from her eyes.
“In place of my sister”
“teeth?”
Wakamatsu was so stunned by that one word that he didn’t have time to calm down.
Was she chosen to replace her missing sister?
“I’ve been wondering how to fill the hole in my heart.”
“Mizuhara, what have you been saying for a while now…”
“But then I had an idea. I wanted to find someone to fill the hole in my heart.”
My body feels cold to the core.
Little by little, I begin to absorb Mizuhara Shizuku’s words.
“That was Wakamatsu.”
My heart is pounding unpleasantly.
The sound of the waves is gradually fading away from my ears.
“Wakamatsu was a famous and popular kid at school, and was a special person.”
“He was there for me even when I was being myself. I felt comfortable with him.”
“Above all, Wakamatsu is someone who keeps his promises.”
I couldn’t find the words to reply. My face was twisted, and my body temperature was dropping rapidly.
“…So it was perfect.”
The cold sweat won’t stop. The feeling of the humid air brushing against my cheeks, a feeling I hadn’t even felt until just a moment ago, is disgusting and unbearable.
“Just like he promised, Wakamatsu made me feel special.”
“Hey, wait a minute.”
“I was happy, but I thought that was enough.”
“Just wait a moment, Mizuhara.”
Mizuhara is unstoppable.
He speaks in a monotone, like an emotionless machine.
“Wait a minute!”
I let out a loud voice against my will.
Suwon is silent, and only the sound of the waves reigns supreme once again.
My mouth is dry, but I still manage to squeeze out the words.
“What, is this some kind of joke? Seriously, please stop saying stuff like that.”
“I’m kidding.”
“Mizuhara!”
She replies, gazing out at the shore.
I know from her expression that this isn’t a joke, but I still don’t want to believe it.
“No, there’s no way I could do that! I wouldn’t do that to Mizuhara!”
“What is that?”
“There’s no way you could do something like that, toying with someone!”
He grabbed both of her shoulders and forced her to turn around, not looking at Wakamatsu.
Even seeing Wakamatsu covered in cold sweat and with a distorted face, Mizuhara Shizuku did not seem shaken at all.
“Did you do it?”
“No, Mizuhara isn’t that kind of person…”
“What does Wakamatsu know about me? You don’t know anything.”
Wakamatsu is at a loss for words after hearing the rejection.
“…I’m sorry for taking advantage of Wakamatsu’s kindness.”
“Mizuhara…!”
I desperately tried to hold back the tears. I felt that if I cried now, it would prove that I had accepted Mizuhara Shizuku’s words.
“I was able to become something special for the popular Wakamatsu-san.”
“I was happy, but Wakamatsu just wasn’t right for me.”
I couldn’t find the words to respond to the sudden barrage of words. Unable to hold back, the tears started to fall.
“Please, tell me I’m kidding…”
A voice that sounded as if it would disappear at any moment came out of Wakamatsu’s mouth. Mizuhara slowly let go of Wakamatsu’s hands, which were gripping his shoulders.
The relationship with Mizuhara Shizuku that Wakamatsu had been trying to hold onto is slowly peeled away.
“I realized that the hole that person left could only be filled by that person.”
“So that’s enough now, it’s about time.”
I was beginning to lose track of what was happening. I wanted to believe that this was just a bad dream.
But the sea breeze, the humid air, and the shivering that was slowly eating away at his body all told Wakamatsu that it wasn’t all a dream.
Wakamatsu Hanae’s thoughts came to a halt.
“You already know what I’m trying to say.”
Mizuhara Shizuku stood up and brushed the dust off her trousers. She looked down at Wakamatsu, who was still motionless with his head drooping limp, and spoke in a cold tone.
“I want to break up.”
My heart clenched, and I felt such a shock that I fainted.
The tears won’t stop. Drops of water are falling down my thighs.
“No… I don’t want to break up…”
“Why? There’s no point in us being together anymore.”
“What’s the point?”
He reaches out to Shizuku Mizuhara’s arm, trying to stop her in a last-ditch effort. However, she insists on breaking up regardless.
“I want to break up. One of us wants to break up, so we have no choice but to break up.”
He shook off the arm that had grabbed him and escaped from Wakamatsu’s hand.
This is the end now.
“Thank you for everything, goodbye.”
Mizuhara Shizuku left with just those words.
Wakamatsu sits in the same place, head drooping, staring at his feet. He remembers her words, slowly sorting them out in his head. How dare he tell such a cruel story so calmly?
Wakamatsu could no longer hear the sound of waves at all.
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