. . cioccolata

It's raining.
Raindrops hit the roof of the school building's walkway in a steady rhythm.
You are standing in front of the Cioccolata club room.
I have an umbrella in my hand.
He forgot his umbrella today.
So you decided to bring it for me?
That's all.
It's very common.
You raised your hand, preparing to knock on the door.
But instead, laughter was heard coming from inside.
"You're really something, aren't you?"
Female voice
You paused.
My heart started beating slightly faster.
But I still try to rationalize it in a positive way.
Maybe a junior.
Maybe a friend.
There might be nothing.
You slowly peer through the small glass pane in the door.
Then everything stopped.
Cioccolata is over there.
And there was another woman in his arms.
Relax your fingers.
The umbrella fell to the ground.
"..."
The sound was loud enough to make the people inside turn around.
The eyes of the Cioccolata meet yours.
It was the quietest moment of my life.
You wait
Wait for him to quickly push that woman away.
Wait for him to say he misunderstood.
Wait for him to say something.
But he didn't.
He just stood there watching you.
While his hand remained on the other person's waist.
It's as if there's nothing to explain.
"..."
"elder sibling..."
Your voice is trembling.
"What is this?"
The woman quickly backed away.
His face showed surprise.
But Cioccolata sighed.
Sigh
Like someone who is annoyed.
"How did you get here?"
You feel like you misheard.
"What is this?!"
Tears welled up in my eyes.
But Cioccolata remained very still.
"You can see it yourself."
Your heart feels like it's been shattered into pieces.
"..."
"So, everything that happened before..."
"yes"
He answered immediately.
too soon
He acted quickly, as if he didn't want to waste time.
"Are you lying?"
"So, what kind of answer are you looking for?"
You looked at him in disbelief.
The same person who once told you they loved you.
The same person who promised never to make you cry.
Right now, I'm looking at you like you're a stranger...