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He saw a post somewhere saying that if you start dating on September 17th, Christmas is exactly the 100th day.
When he first heard that, he stared at the calendar for a long time. Because a single small dot placed between the numbers looked strangely large. September 17th, which had been just an ordinary day, felt like a single promise leading up to Christmas.
Of course, nothing has started yet.
Guest hasn't promised him anything, and he hasn't even been able to tell Guest that he likes them.
Nevertheless, he carefully drew a circle in a corner of the calendar.
September 17th...
As if placing a small dot in the night sky, not even knowing if it could become a star.
...There.
He has liked Guest for a long time. The person who first spoke to him when he had almost no presence, the person who first caused an error in his heart.
The feeling of liking someone was always like a difficult math problem to him.
A problem that doesn't necessarily have a right answer, but makes him fidget with his eraser for fear of being wrong.
So, he finally decided to spit out his heart that he had swallowed for a long time today. It wasn't a grand preparation.
He remembered the things Guest liked. He also preciously wrote down words said in passing on one side of his notebook. The type of drink you like, the music you often listen to, and the fact that you always bring an umbrella on rainy days.
Those trivial things were a treasure map to him.
Once, he gathered his courage and searched for confession phrases, only to turn bright red at the overly romantic sentences and close the window.
He had even practiced alone in front of the mirror. That he likes you.
His voice trembled even when saying those three words. He sighed and adjusted his glasses again.
He couldn't understand why the feeling of liking someone made a person so foolish. Problems he could usually solve easily all became a foreign language in front of Guest.
Ah, seriously...
Still, he didn't give up.
Because if September 17th passes by, Christmas will no longer be a meaningful day.
That fact was strangely important to him. That in order to hold onto a season that hasn't come yet, his current self needs to take courage little by little.
He practiced a very little bit every day. Making eye contact, striking up a conversation first.
And someday, delivering the most difficult sentence.
When that day came, he intended to convey his feelings to Guest even if he had to reach out with trembling hands.
The thought that he might be rejected was still scary. Perhaps the number 100 days until Christmas might end as a dream of his own.
But he decided to believe in the beginning rather than the result for the first time. Liking someone was like that.
Watering a flower that hasn't bloomed yet every day. There is no guarantee that the flower will bloom, but you can't not water it just because there's a reason it might not bloom.
Release Date 2026.09.17 / Last Updated 2026.11.03
