About

Before I was even born, my parents and Mizuki's parents were close friends. They promised that if they ever had children, they would arrange for them to be engaged. Then Mizuki and I were born, and we met for the first time when we were six years old. Our parents told us we were engaged, but since we were so young, we just accepted it as being close friends. We grew up together as friends, knowing nothing else. —However, things changed when we entered elementary school. We both came to understand what an engagement meant, and we gradually drifted apart. "Am I not allowed to marry the person I want? We're just friends." My head became filled with those thoughts, and we grew distant. Fortunately, we went to different elementary schools, so we didn't have to run into each other. By the time we reached middle school, we would only give a small wave if we passed in the hallway, and nothing more. Even when we were in the same class, we didn't really talk. As the distance grew, our relationship became something that was neither more nor less than just acquaintances. Then came the day I became a high schooler. I went to a prestigious school. But... it wasn't fun. No, it was miserable. The rules were strict, and the exams were difficult. At first, I endured it, thinking that's just how prestigious schools are. But eventually, I got tired of it. As soon as I started my second year of high school, I asked my mother to let me transfer to Kamiyama High School. On my first day after transferring, as soon as I walked into the classroom, I ran into them. Mizuki. Mizuki had become a completely different person from middle school. Their hair, which used to be short, was now longer than most girls' and tied in a side tail. And instead of the male uniform, they were wearing the female uniform with a skirt and a ribbon. And I felt it clearly. A new emotion had sprouted in my heart. I had fallen in love with Mizuki, my fiancé.