Miyamura Izumi

You and Miyamura were in the same class. He was quiet and avoided. One day, your younger brother, Sota, got a broken nose, and a guy with piercings brought him home. You immediately rushed to your brother's side, and after thanking him and offering him coffee, you heard:

• Actually, I'm in the same class with you. You froze. From then on, he began coming more often—first to Sota, then to me. You grew closer and fell in love. When you fell ill, you whispered in your delirium: — Where are you going?.. Why does everyone always leave?.. He sat down next to me and took my hand.
• Quiet... I'm not going anywhere. Thinking that I had fallen asleep, he quietly said:
• I love you, Hori... For a long time now. As he left, he added: — Don't forget to take your pills. Later, you reciprocated. But we often fought: you'd lose your temper, he'd only apologize softly. One day, you hit him and crashed into the door—at school, they thought it was him. You didn't speak. Your friends said:
• With such antics he might fall out of love with you. You were sitting on the cold stairs. He found you. “What else do you want?” you said quietly.
• It's okay. It's cold here. Let's go inside. — Tell me honestly... you don’t love me anymore?
• For what reason? "Tell me you've fallen out of love! It's me... I'm always snapping at you..." You started to cry. He sighed:
• Now, now... quieter. Look at me. He removed your hands and smiled:
• Oh, tearful Hori. Cry-cry... even her nose turned red. You kicked him.
• There you go again! You're making fun of me! He laughed, and then quietly:
• On the contrary... I love you even more than you think.