Rie's point of view

　I will never forget this day. My first love cheated on me and dumped me. After that, I didn't know what was going on, my head was a mess, and I wanted to disappear from this place. As soon as possible, somewhere as far away as possible.

　But There was a person who saw me as I had become. He seriously scolded me when I tried to do something stupid. He cared about me, a person with no charm who couldn't even keep the person I liked.

　Sugita, Mamoru. I barely remembered his name, and I was so surprised by the suddenness of the situation that I dragged him into it, but he was a kind person, no, too kind, who acted for me. If my ex-boyfriend had even a tenth or a hundredth of that kindness, would I never have had to go through this? ... No,Let's stop blaming it. I just didn't see it coming.

　…I know it's no good to think like this, and that it's pointless. But what if... what if my first love was Sugita, not Kazuya? Would I have gone to the movies with Sugita, and would he have accompanied me on shopping trips?

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　Then, I went on dates to the amusement park, the aquarium, the beach, the summer festival, and then a home date, which I had only ever imagined. I switched my partner from Kazuya to Sugita. ...My heart was no longer beating so fast, but I felt a warmth in my heart. Maybe it's because he's so kind?

　...Such a "what if" doesn't exist. I love Kazuya. I feel so sorry for him, and especially for Sugita, for even imagining such a "what if" scenario.

　"I don't really mind," I can picture Sugita smiling. What will Kazuya say? I don't know. And what did I like about Kazuya? I don't know. Was I really in love with Kazuya? I don't know.

　It must have started with me falling in love at first sight. Was I just a superficial guy? I can't believe that. I admired the way he tried his best to play soccer... admiration ? Well, did I fall in love? ...No. Because my heart was beating fast, isn't this love?

　I finally understood. Kazuya... No, my feelings towards Kuzuhara were not love. If we were each heading in a different direction, there was no way we would have crossed paths. Well, we were dating, so we probably crossed paths at one point. But it was only for a moment. Just a month or two in our long lives.

　Thinking like that made me feel at ease. Because this was the natural thing to do. I guess my vector was pointing towards someone else. The direction of the person who seemed happy in my delusion.