Echizen Just Doesn't Get It

Akagawa Yuan's serialized manga, "I Want to Tell You", only released ten chapters.

It shot straight to the top of the trending list.

The most popular discussion was: [Is this really just I Want to Tell You, and not I Want to Drive You Crazy with Suspense?]

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For the 19th time, Akagawa Yuan confessed to Echizen Ryoma: "I like you."

The atmosphere fell silent.

Echizen spoke up. "That should do it, right? I'm going to tennis club."

She smiled and said goodbye:

"Yeah, thanks for helping me practice my confession, Echizen!"

After Echizen left,

two silent tears streamed down her face.

It seemed Echizen really didn't like her.

After heading to tennis club, Echizen beat an upperclassman 6-0 with an expressionless face.

He played in a rush, getting more and more impatient.

Damn it, damn it, damn it! Who did she like, anyway?

She said he was in the tennis club, so maybe he should beat everyone in the club.

Mada mada dane!

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For the 20th time, Akagawa Yuan confessed to Echizen.

Looking a little down, she said, "This is the last time you'll help me practice. I'm planning to confess for real."

Echizen said expressionlessly, "Oh. Then hurry up, I'm in a rush."

Akagawa Yuan: QAQ Look at how impatient and eager he is to get away. He definitely doesn't like me.

Echizen boarded a plane to America in a fury (with an expressionless face).

Damn it, damn it, damn it! Who did she like, anyway?

He heard she was going to play professionally at the US Open.

Maybe he should just beat every player at the US Open.

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Years later.

Echizen suddenly sat up in bed in the middle of the night. Wait, no!

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"I'll Pick You Up When You Return to Japan, Echizen"

After losing a word game,

I followed the rules and confessed to my pen pal, using the sentence we had spelled out: [Confess to a Tennis Player].

To my surprise, he said yes.

The good news: He's in America.

We have a time difference, so having a boyfriend made no difference to my life.

The bad news: He's coming back to Japan.

And the problem is...

I don't like him.

I only wrote to him to practice my English writing.

So when I saw my boyfriend, a green-haired guy in a baseball cap with a cocky look on his face,

I steeled myself and played the fickle, heartless girl:

"I'm sorry, darling. I've fallen for Echizen Ryoma, the Prince of Tennis and the American junior champion. Let's break up."

My boyfriend's cocky expression vanished.

He said,

"You'd better have."

Theme: Persevere, and you'll succeed in your career.