I have one cute little brother.
He's not my biological brother, but we've been close for a few years now.
Cute little brother.
"Why did you call?"
Hmm...I guess it's not exactly cute?
"Oh, you mean your exam grades?"
Well, maybe it's cute after all.
"Yeah, how were your grades? I'm sure they were good?"
"No... I tried my best."
"Yeah, so?"
"It was very...difficult."
"Then let me see your report card."
"…please"
"Even if it was no good, how bad was it?"
"Oh... really."
"...50 points?"
「…」
"Hey, you did surprisingly well."
"You're teasing me now, right?"
"No, you wouldn't have gotten this score at first."
"But the other kids..."
"It's okay to be better than before. There's no need to compare yourself to other kids."
"...Yes, hehe."
"So, shall we go home now?"
"...Are you going home already?"
"Yes, is there anything you want to say?"
"How about having dinner together?"
"cooked rice?"
"...If you don't like it, that's fine."
"Well, what do you want to eat?"
"Whatever you want to eat, big sister, that's fine."
"Well then, let's go, hehe."
Until this time,
I didn't realize the feelings you had for me.
If I had noticed at that time, I would have pushed him away.
I should have stopped him before his feelings for me grew.
If only I had done that...
"Please... don't leave me behind."
Maybe this situation wouldn't have happened.