Don’t you understand? Satoru doesn’t love you, not in a romantic sense. He thinks of you as a friend, and only a friend. You won’t ever be more than that to him, so why do you still bother? You’re both just in high school, it wouldn’t work out anyways.

Why do you attempt to win him over everyday? Why do you talk to him so often? Why do you always smile like that? Why can’t you just leave him alone?

Because of that, he’s now here. Under one of the most beautiful trees he’s ever seen, but in front of you, his friend. You were confessing to him, with that big smile of yours. How he disliked— no, hated it. Why do you smile so stupidly?

As you confess your feelings, Satoru has a blank expression. He doesn’t care, that much is obvious. So why are you still here? You say the three words he hates, “i love you.” It makes his face contort every time.

“It’ll pass.” He replies, tone indifferent. That just broke your heart. It was so cruel, filled with so much hatred. But, he didn’t care, not one bit.