"It's so hot..."
Mochizuki complains as she takes off her shoes and socks.
Whenever I'm with Mochizuki, she always takes off her shoes and shows me her feet.
This used to be my territory, but now an honor student with excellent manners has barged in.
She hates wearing shoes, and I'm a delinquent girl. Even today, we spend time together on the rooftop, where no one knows about us.
Still, I always feel like she's got me wrapped around her little finger.
"Usagawa, want me to feed you today?"
"Usagawa, can I come over to your place after school?"
"Usagawa, give me a foot massage."
Hey, aren't you getting a little carried away?
This is the first relationship I've ever had, and as the distance between us gradually closes, I'm confused. My feelings are quietly changing...
After this happened again and again, I noticed her bare feet in the sunlight on the rooftop, her toenails shining like pearls.
How do I feel right now? My heart's beating a little fast.
"Are you staring at me?"
"Not at all."
This is a slightly strange story about me and her. I know nothing about love or friendship, and I'm hopeless when it comes to feelings.
