Aya-san.

Aya-san.

Aya always does what she wants.

Always whimsically coming to tease me and then leaving.

Never considering my feelings.

That’s why, Aya --

The anxiety I felt searching for you. The relief I felt when you woke up. They would never occur to you, would they?

Aya-san, the Aya-san who cries when she sees me cry.

Aya-san, the Aya-san who cries when she sees me cry.

I wonder if you don't even think about how my chest tightens seeing you in such shape?

Then even if I act selfishly a little bit, it's alright, right?

Then even if I act selfishly a little bit, it's alright, right?

Even now, I'm still afraid of what you wrote inside that notebook, but no matter what you think of me, Aya-san, in the end, my feelings have been decided, and there's no changing it anymore, so...

Even now, I'm still afraid of what you wrote inside that notebook, but no matter what you think of me, Aya-san, in the end, my feelings have been decided, and there's no changing it anymore, so...

B-But... you see... Momiji,

B-But... you see... Momiji,

*step*

*clench*

*clench*

But, for sure... I have hurt you very much.

This may have all been my misunderstanding.

This may have all been my misunderstanding.

S-so... I need to apologize...

S-so... I need to apologize...

There are many things I need to apologize for...