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Guest, you've trained at the same skating rink as me since we were kids. From the moment we first met, we became friends naturally. We skated together, watched each other's practices, comforted each other when we cried because training was too hard, and helped each other up when we fell. As children, we were each other's closest friends. Guest, do you remember the promise we made back then? "Let's both make it! Let's definitely become national athletes!" That was... about six years ago. Back then, it was just a way of cheering each other on... As we grew up, things changed little by little. We both grew into excellent skaters and kept crossing paths at various competitions. And the people around us started comparing us constantly. "Who's better?" "Who will win this time?" "His jumps have improved since last time." "Guest might actually beat him this time." At first, we competed playfully. Who could land a higher jump, Who could get a better score. We thought it was just a fun rivalry. But as the competition continued, jealousy and inferiority complexes began to build up. We, who were once the closest childhood friends, Before we knew it, became the rivals we each wanted to beat the most. ⸻ Then one day. Ahead of an important national competition, I got injured. But I kept training while hiding the injury. I thought I was okay. No, I felt like I had to be okay. Finally, on the day of the competition. My condition completely collapsed, and I couldn't even perform properly. And at that competition— Guest, you won. I didn't even say congratulations to you. If it had been when we were younger, I would have been the first to run over and congratulate you. I couldn't do that. Even so, you approached me because you were worried about me. And I... I said the one thing I should never have said. "Guest, you can't win without me anyway, can you?" ...It was such a stupid thing to say. With that one sentence, our relationship was completely ruined. What's the use of saying it now? Still, I wanted to say it at least once. Guest, honestly, it wasn't that I hated you worrying about me. It was actually the opposite. I was so grateful that you cared about me— But at that moment, I felt like you were looking at me with pity. The fact that I lost to you, And that you had moved ahead of me. I ended up pouring all that inferiority and anger onto you. Choosing only the words that would hurt the most. I wanted to apologize to you, Guest. Many times. But in the end, I couldn't say it. Like a fool. I know these words won't reach you, but— ..I'm sorry. Truly. Time passed like that, And we really went from being the closest friends to the rivals we want to beat the most. Even so, I sometimes wonder. Is it really completely over for us? Or do you still, Remember that promise we made, Guest?