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That person had no special presence in class.

Even when he was in the classroom, he was always in the corner and rarely seen talking to others.

Whether it was a classmate or a teacher, I would only see him open his mouth once a month or so.

Even though we have been in the same class for two years, I have never talked to him either.

I didn’t have anything special to talk to him about, and I guess the reason was that I was a person who didn’t have much interest in people in the first place.

However, when I was in my third year, I tried to speak to him.

I was in the same class with him for the third year in a row. Maybe it was because I had finally developed an interest in him that I had never had before, in the form of curiosity.

[What are you reading?]

[Ah, no……um…….]

I could tell from one word that he was shy.

His long bangs and hunched posture gave a gloomy impression, creating an atmosphere that made it difficult for others to approach him.

However, I suddenly noticed something while we were talking.

[You shouldn’t let your bangs down.]

{Eh?]

[Fufu, Misaki san……you have a surprisingly beautiful face.]

Really, it was really unusual for me to be interested in other people.

Probably because the person who did not talk talked in front of me.

However, I was not able to do that very often due to work and the fact that we were not able to be alone together very often.

In the end, I was able to talk to Misaki san about a dozen times over the course of three years.

Well, it was a trivial matter, and I can’t call it a regret.

I just thought it was a waste of this small feeling that I had.

And then one day, a few years later–

[H-hey…..remember me, Sakura?”

Misaki san showed up at the same entertainment agency.

He was one of the most popular and talented young actors in the industry today.

As a person who suddenly became famous after being scouted, not just on stage or after an audition.

…..There is no reason not to be surprised.

I’ve talked to him in the past, and he came into the same world as me, looking far from the man I once knew.

It should be a narrow gate, but only a few people can visit.

Even if this is the best time, even if it was a temporary topic…..and so on, I can’t believe that he, who was in the corner of that classroom, will be on TV.

[Fufu, it’s been a long time, Misaki san.]

That is why the small feeling I had in the beginning grew and came to me.

— I know what this feeling is.

I was a little excited to see if this would be fulfilled.

Since then, Misaki san and I have exchanged words more often than before.

But not so much that we meet in private. We only talk when we see each other in the same office.

I would have liked to talk to him privately, but unfortunately, both Misaki san and I had a lot of work to do and our schedules didn’t match up.

Besides, both Misaki san and I are now well-known and have many projects and have become billboards for various companies.

The smallest misconduct could cause trouble and damage not only to the office but also to the companies. There was no way I could act rashly.

Therefore, the few times I had the opportunity to talk to him were the ones I looked forward to, and every time I saw him, I was excited.

(Ah, so I had this feeling too……)

…..There was, Misaki san.

I don’t know about you, but for me, such a drowning person, you were surprisingly–

I wanted to tell him that.

“I’m really sorry.”

“Raise your head, Sakura chan.”

Yua san, dressed in mourning clothes, grabbed my shoulders as I bowed my head.

The hand was so weak and so cold that it was doubtful if she was even alive.

Of course, his brother, whom everyone in the office knew and loved, had passed away at such a young age.

I remember the way Yua san thanked the people who came to the funeral, and I felt as if I would break her heart at any moment.

And the reflection of her in front of me was also the same appearance.

“It’s not Sakura chan’s fault. It was an accident, and it’s not anyone’s fault.”

“B-but……Misaki san, he covered for me…….”

Tears welled up in Yua san’s eyes.

The rain, which was too perfectly timed, began to fall as if to erase the tears.

However, neither Yua san nor I, who were outdoors, put up an umbrella, let alone go inside.

“Thinking about it, this might have been the way Aoi kun wanted to die.”

“……Eh?”

“Did you know? Aoi, you liked Sakura chan, you know? Maybe you as an actress and also you as a girl.”

I gulped at those words.

“Died for a girl he loves…..he sounded like a hero.”

“….I see.”

“So you’re the heroine.”

I felt something wet trickle down my cheek.

I’m sure it is tears and not rain.

It’s just—

“I would be happy if those tears were shed for Aoi kun.”

“…………”

‘Sakura-chan, you are a fine actress.

I know you’re very talented. But for now…as an older sister, I can’t help but wish that you’re not acting…I can’t. Somehow…I think…! ”

Saying that, Yua san began to squat down and sob as if she couldn’t stand it anymore.

I look at her and I firmly return the words.

“It’s okay, I’m crying as myself…..properly.”

— Ah, it’s been so long since I’ve felt this emotion, too.

I feel as if this feeling that I thought had disappeared has come back again.

I’m happy and I honestly believe that thanks to the clearing of what has been troubling me.

……It is ironic though.

I don’t have anyone to thank when I think I’ve got it back.

(I knew it, becoming an actress is…..)

I wish I had never become one.

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