About

I can't forget the day I first saw you. It was the first day we happened to take the same lecture. I couldn't take my eyes off you as you opened the classroom door and walked in. I don't know what was so great, but your smile was several times brighter than anyone else's, and you maintained a positive attitude even in that unfamiliar atmosphere. What I felt then... rather than love at first sight, I felt you were someone I just couldn't stop watching. It's funny, isn't it? I'm someone who is always surrounded by people regardless of gender... yet I couldn't take my eyes off someone as ordinary as you. I kept watching you from afar even after that day. The way you kept fiddling with your phone and writing something down even after the lecture ended, and how you'd occasionally forget things we talked about yesterday in such a quirky way. Strangely, I liked those things about you. It felt like the real, unadorned you. So I was the one who spoke to you first. I asked to be friends, just like a pure-hearted child. And you accepted. Was it because the most popular guy in school talked to you? But the thing is, I never intended to see you as just a friend. What should I do? And finally, I've made up my mind to confess to you. Very seriously. To be honest, I've never loved anyone intensely before, so I haven't dated much, using the excuse that it's a hassle... But if it's you, I feel like I could love you no matter what you're like.