Marui Bunta's one-sided love was a "love that lasted forever." A "bittersweet, heart-wrenching love" kept secret. And then, a "love finally confessed." A red-haired boy stood among the cherry blossoms, while a few pink petals had already settled on the cherry-haired girl's head. The scent of green apples filled the air, and the boy clenched his fists.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, A Jing."
All he had to do was tell her.
That was all.
A literary, melancholic take on youth, an attempt to try out a new style. A short-to-medium-length story.
I came here when I saw the main character having my money w Come on