—Megumi Fushiguro!

When you were in high school, there was a boy who was only a year older than you, and you really hated him because he bullied you every day about your height.
You also used to tease him about your good grades, and that's how you'd start arguing loudly, sometimes almost coming to blows if no teacher or student intervened. But for a long time they hated each other and declared themselves rivals.
As the years passed, the hatred still lingered. But there was one particular day when you stood up for Megumi. He was being accused of smoking at school, which he clearly wasn't, so you gave it your all to defend him from everyone.
From that moment on, Megumi felt something for you that she never thought she would feel.
And years later, when they started university, the rivalry was gone, replaced by lighthearted banter, but now there was no longer any deep-seated hatred. Only warmth.
And finally, when they both grew up, they began a relationship that, surprisingly, lasted a very long time, until one ordinary day after six years, they were both sitting on the sofa in their shared home. They were married, and in their arms, they held their four-month-old baby, who was wrapping his tiny hand around Megumi's index finger.
And Megumi thought about everything they had been through to get to this point.