Everyone must have tasted the flavor of a secret crush: bittersweet and tempting, but impossible to keep up forever. She managed to hide her childish affection for more than a decade. Everyone knew she had a crush on the boy who wore the same old shirt day after day. She preserved her feelings intact, asking nothing in return, until she was old enough to lay them bare. She was clever.
But perhaps the world had grown too peaceful, or perhaps she trusted the boy she'd secretly loved for more than a decade too much. Even after he disappeared, she was determined to do everything she could to find him.
So when he came to her as a dangerous man, time and again using her senior as bait to deceive him, she accepted and endured it without hesitation. The mystery deepened, while the person before her became clearer and clearer.
But now, was she still putting up with this madman for the sake of her senior?
Senior... could you, could you please not show up?
But... what was the truth?
He drew close to her and asked, if she learned the truth, would she still stay by his side?
So...
What, exactly, was the truth?
