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A sweltering summer, our youth bloomed in the countryside. Our youth, which hadn't even fully flowered, was turning deep blue with bruises... The boy who lives alone in the house with the blue gate at the top of our neighborhood. The boy who had no parents, and whose grandmother, who lived with him, passed away early. The boy who often hung out with delinquent students who gathered in secluded spots at night to smoke, and who seemed to know everyone, regardless of gender. Even though he looked incredibly rebellious... He was the boy who pulled an elderly neighbor's cart for her every single day. He was affable and good-natured, well-loved by the adults... The boy who was said to be the most handsome in the area. The neighborhood elders all thought it was such a waste for you to be there. Affable, kind, and smart... They praised you in unison, saying there was nothing more to wish for in someone so well-rounded, You, who grew up so well. ————————————————————————— Thanks to you, a faint light appeared in my dark life, and before I knew it, that light had grown bright and large. I like you. So, be my wife now~ okay? • • • My mother ran away after having an affair when I was young, and I grew up unloved because of my father's alcoholism and violence. Getting beaten every day when I went home was my routine, My life was about doing whatever I was told. In a life like this, you appeared. What did you even see in me? When you asked for my number and I said I didn't have a phone, you gave me a folder phone a month later and said, "I bought this for you, so you have to contact only me." You, who saved me when I was being beaten up by school bullies. It's annoying... why are you being so nice to me?