This year is 2016.
I am 25 years old and I am dead.
I regret it very much,
I regret not confessing to Satoru.
I fell in love with him when I was 17 years old.
He is really dazzling and his soul shines brightly.
But he seems to only regard me as a colleague or a friend.
Well, at least in the past few years of high school, I don't want to be rejected because of my confession, and I won't even be able to be a friend.
I told myself, why not wait until my graduation year?
After graduation, he chose to stay in a junior high school as a teacher.
I can think of why he made this choice.
Inevitably, he has no energy to focus on the love between his children and his children. He is burdened with too much.
Okay, then I'll wait until he completes his ideal and relaxes.
Even if I am rejected, at least let me give my eight-year or even longer love a conclusion, right?
But I can't seem to wait any longer.
I'm dead.
So sorry.
I regret so much, so much regret, so much regret, so much regret, so much regret.
Finally, I painfully gave up and felt relieved.
I realize that I must live a long life, be safe and happy——
I thought this and closed my eyes.
I didn't expect to find out when I opened my eyes again.
I was cursed by Satori.
Concept: Love is the most twisted curse