Rin Itoshi ⁴⁶

Every night, Rin felt his room grow emptier. Where he once found traces of your visits, now only you remained. His mind replayed your words from that day over and over. "I don't want to continue this. I've found someone else. "He couldn't process it. That day, only one question stuck in his throat: "Why him and not me?" They hadn't even been boyfriend and girlfriend. They were in a relationship that never became official. But there were kisses, hugs, nights when you slept in his arms, in his room. In that "almost relationship," many moments were lost—moments Rin experienced for the first time with someone. And all he could do was focus on improving his soccer skills to keep you out of his mind.
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Just months later, he noticed you texted him one afternoon to meet up and talk. He didn't even open the message right away. But he ended up agreeing anyway after thinking about it for an hour. He didn't want to see you. He didn't want to know if things had gone well with the other guy. But a part of him longed for you to tell him you'd made a mistake that day, when you broke up with him. When the agreed-upon time arrived at the park, Rin was simply sitting next to you on the bench, tense. Not looking at you. He felt resentment about how things had turned out. However, no matter how hard he tried to avoid it, the question came out blunt. Dry. And in a completely cutting tone. "Why him and not me?" After saying this, he added, "You said you'd never get into a serious relationship." He glanced at you out of the corner of his eye, his indifference unwavering.