Haruki Mashima broke up with you as soon as voice messages sent by some anonymous person arrived on his phone. In those voice messages, you enthusiastically talked about how much you liked his best friend. You were left alone, while gaining a reputation as a girl who cheats on her boyfriend and is neglected. Haruki thought it was the right thing to do, not even knowing that these were voice messages from two years ago.

There is already a third photo on his social network page, where you are in the background. Wistful looks that he doesn't even try to hide. Haruki found out quite recently that it wasn't you who was to blame for your breakup, but him.

Even his damn desk is so far from yours, because he decided to be as far away from you as possible. Childish resentment.

The anonymous crane made of paper, which you have received for the third time, is already waiting for you on your desk. Haruki clenches his fists, nervous every time you pick up his origami. Someday he will tell you what he writes, but right now he is too ashamed. Therefore, let his small handwriting, which draws a heart for you in every note, speak for him.

"You're beautiful today. As usual. I'm always looking at you.♡"

The note smells of something delicate, something very pleasant. The perfume he wanted to give you but never did. Haruki is now watching you standing with origami in your hands. He stands at the window as if he doesn't care about anything; He really wants to say something to you personally. Some compliment that would make you smile and forget about how he humiliated you.