A Story About a Handsome Girl Having Her First Kiss Stolen by an Equally Handsome Classmate - Episode 62

“I told you we’d talk, Mizuhara.”

Wakamatsu Hanae slowly closed the door.

The classmate who had called Mizuhara was not in the room, and seeing that the bed she must have been using was made up more neatly than necessary, Mizuhara came to terms with the situation.

She arranged for the two of them to have some time alone together.

“…I wanted to talk too, so that’s good.”

“TRUE?”

“Just like Wakamatsu told me, I faced my feelings.”

Mizuhara Shizuku spoke her mind exactly as it was.

“May I talk about that?”

Wakamatsu moves away and looks straight at Mizuhara.

“Of course.”

“It’s messy, but can I just tell it like it is?”

“Okay.”

His gaze seemed to be trying to find out Mizuhara’s true intentions.

“Just like Wakamatsu said, I ran away.”

I placed my hand on my chest.

“From this guilt inside me.”

Wakamatsu’s gaze falls on the back of Mizuhara’s hand, which is resting on his chest.

“I wanted to erase my feelings for Wakamatsu.”

“……Why?”

“I’m such a wreck that I have no right to be with Wakamatsu.”

Wakamatsu slowly met her eyes. She shook her head.

” I, and no one else, want to be with Mizuhara.”

“…”

“I will always be on Suwon’s side and will be by his side no matter what.”

I’m afraid to hear Wakamatsu’s words.

He thought that if he separated from her, his feelings would disappear, but this classmate just wouldn’t disappear from Mizuhara’s mind.

“So take my hand, Mizuhara.”

Wakamatsu’s face twisted in sadness as he reached out his hand with all his might.

Her fingers were trembling. Mizuhara felt a helpless tightness in his chest. He stretched out his own arm, as if to be pulled to her trembling hand.

“I want to take your hand, too.”

When Wakamatsu touched Mizuhara’s hand, she forcefully pulled him towards her. She squeezed him tightly.

“But… I can’t do that right now.”

Mizuhara’s true feelings slip out of his mouth.

The classmate in front of him slowly let go of Mizuhara’s hand and raised his head. Wakamatsu’s brows furrowed in sadness.

“If I take Wakamatsu’s hand, what will happen to Mom?”

Guilt towards Wakamatsu, guilt towards his sister, and last but not least – guilt towards his mother.

I have to be by my mentally ill mother’s side.

If my mother’s time stopped when my sister disappeared, then I cannot overcome it alone. I must remember my sister and carry her with me through life.

“I live in a single-parent household, and now that my sister is gone, it’s just me and my mother.”

“I can’t just leave my mother behind and face the future alone.”

“I can’t let go of my mother…”

The tears I had been holding back for the past few months began to flow freely.

I know there’s nothing you can do about it, but there are probably some things you just can’t shake off.

“Wakamatsu doesn’t know…”

I repeated the words I had spoken a long time ago.

“I only have one parent, and that goes for my mom, too.”

“Without my sister, I’m the only one on my mother’s side.”

“If I were to leave my mother behind like that…”

The tears keep falling.

Now that I am left alone with my mother, I care about her more than ever before.

“Right now I have conflicting feelings…”

“The feeling of wanting to take Wakamatsu’s hand, but also the feeling of not wanting to take it.”

“What should I do?”

No matter how many times I ask myself, I can’t find the answer.

Even the girl in front of him wouldn’t know the answer.

“Well then, please take my hand, Mizuhara.”

Mizuhara was surprised by her answer. It was so convincing that it seemed like the answer. Wakamatsu Kaede looked at Mizuhara with serious eyes.

“Why……?”

“Mizuhara doesn’t know the answer.”

“…”

“So let’s find the answer together.”

Wakamatsu has a compassionate face and conveys his feelings straightforwardly.

“I told you before that we should go look for it together.”

Wakamatsu smiled brightly and extended his arm towards me once more.

“…………”

My heart, which was on the verge of collapsing, is gradually spilling out.

With his vision blurred by tears, Mizuhara aimed for her hand and reached out once more.

“Say you love me, Mizuhara.”

Slowly bring your hand closer to hers.

“…Unlike Wakamatsu, I’m a timid and troublesome woman.”

“I know.”

“I might continue to hurt Wakamatsu.”

My cold fingertips touched Wakamatsu’s warm fingertips.

“You don’t need to worry about that.”

Wakamatsu moved his palm to the side, intertwining his fingers as he clasped them together. Enveloped in his warm hands, he felt his heart begin to relax.

“I keep making mistakes and there’s nothing I can do about it.”

“……Yeah”

“Will you continue to stay by my side?”

He pulled his face away and looked straight into Wakamatsu’s eyes.

“Of course.”

Wakamatsu pulled Mizuhara’s hand towards him and kissed his fingers.