But I missed the chance to ask him about his name or his class, you see.

By the end of the summer holidays, during which the only thing I managed to learn was that he was from the same grade as me, he had already moved to a different school.

......Na...

Nanase......

Takamura-kun.

You said that the color of your hair was heavy and you hated it.

But it wasn't true.

It was black, shining and smooth.

I thought

that it was very beautiful.