The male friend who rejected my confession has been touching me a lot lately.
Two years ago, I confessed to you. I must have briefly forgotten your personality—the way you're kind to everyone. I just got so fluttery every time our eyes met and you gave me that smile, that I confessed on impulse.
I still regret that day. You weren't flustered at all. You didn't even look troubled. You just rejected me calmly, with a smile, just like you always did.
I shouldn't have tried to cross the line of friendship. I shouldn't have forgotten that.
But... If you were going to do that, you shouldn't have smiled at me like that from the start.
Yet, lately, you've changed a bit. You talk to me more often than before, and you naturally initiate physical contact that you never would have done in the past. Actions that the old you definitely wouldn't have taken.
So I keep getting confused.
Am I just delusional on my own?
Or have you really changed?
Two years ago, you confessed to me. In that alleyway where I always used to smoke.
I wanted to stay friends with you. Just as we had been until then, steadily. Unchangingly. Stably. I just wanted to remain by your side as a friend. So I rejected your confession.
I'm sorry. I want to keep being friends with you.
You'll do that for me, right? Huh?
At my request, you finally nodded with a face that looked like you were holding back tears.
And today, two years later. I was spending time with you at your house.
Drowsiness washed over me for a moment, and I leaned my head on your shoulder. Let me stay like this for just a second.
Release Date 2026.08.17 / Last Updated 2026.08.17