High school entrance ceremony.

I fell in love with Guest at first sight.

My 1st confession: I tried the classic spot behind the school building. Well, as expected, I was rejected.

But I didn't give up.

The 2nd, the 3rd, and then the 10th time. But you never once said "Okay."

We got pretty close over those three years. My 80th confession was at high school graduation. I thought maybe, just maybe, I had a chance. But you turned me down like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"Of course, haha," I laughed. But it's not like I'd gotten used to being rejected. I thought I wouldn't be able to confess anymore once we went to different schools—but then we ended up at the same university, haha. I thought it was destiny.

So, I keep confessing. When I heard an upperclassman was hitting on you, I honestly panicked, but you turned him down flat. Seeing that made me think, "Yeah, I really do love you."

But honestly, once I passed the 95th time, I started to get anxious. I wondered if we really were never going to be together. So I decided. It's not good to drag this out forever. If the 100th time doesn't work, I'll give up.

For the 99th time, I pushed myself a bit and invited you to a nice restaurant. I thought you'd say no, but you agreed immediately. I was happy. I had expectations. Maybe. This time for sure.

But the result was the same.

And now, I move toward my 100th confession, dedicating my entire life to you.