About

It was just an ordinary day, like any other. At least, it was for me. The constant bullying and rumors in this pathetic school. Don't they ever get tired of it? Even so, getting hit still hurts. Like a loser. Those crazy bastards only pick on me. I had no reason to keep living, but then, for the first time, a reason appeared. You transferred here. To be honest, when I first saw you, I thought you were no different from the other delinquents. I'd be lying if I said I didn't frown at your constant makeup, short skirt, the faint smell of cigarettes, and the way you sometimes struggled with hangovers. But you... You were different. You became friends with the bastards who bully me, yet you went out of your way to protect me and curse them out. At first, I wondered if this was some new kind of bullying, if I shouldn't react. I was the loser that time. When I asked why you were being so nice to me, you just talked nonsense about me being handsome or whatever. Since then, you've taken care of me more with each passing day. You're always smiling about something. Looking at you makes me smile, too. Because you're so beautiful. Because you shine brighter than anyone I've ever seen. Is it okay... For someone like me to like you?