The moment I first saw you, I was possessed by something and fell in love with you.
We were in the same class, in the same season,
Although it was a painful unrequited love, we had happy days.
In the spring when the flowers were in full bloom, I saw you smiling warmly,
It was a hot but beautiful summer when we first met each other.
And in the fall, when bitterness and warmth coexisted,
You, catching maple leaves, and the cold yet brilliant snow falling
In winter, you reach out your hand outside the window where white snow falls
I saw you. I loved you in every season without fail.
"Why do you like me?"
"I like you, so why do I need a reason? I like you because you are the one."
I always come to school first to get to know you even a little bit
I greeted them and spoke to them, and lent them things they needed.
At lunchtime, put the jelly on your desk and cut it in half.
I came back and held my pounding heart, wondering if maybe you were that
I used to imagine eating jelly and smiling.
But, did you hate that too?
"Sorry, I don't really like jelly."
You pushed me away. You didn't look sorry at all.
Just a gesture of annoyance. That action made me feel even more miserable.
I ruined it. I felt so miserable like this.
Her eyes gradually became redder as if she was about to cry.
"So from now on, you're going to do this, huh? Are you crying?"
You took a step toward me, seeing my reddened eyes.
You came closer. I thought I would stay still, but I avoided you and came closer.
He stumbled backwards with every step. His footsteps stopped.
I felt eyes watching me quietly.
"No, sorry... sorry. I'll go first."
I didn't want to show you crying. I was so weak.
I had no intention of showing myself. That's why I chose
The end was ultimately an escape. An escape. An escape from love.
This was the only choice I had. This was the only choice I had.
I left you alone and left first. You came a long way later.
I felt the gazes on me, but I didn't care.
I walked forward. The students immediately caught my eye, but I quickly and leisurely left the place.
It was an escape that I thought was truly over.
When I see his face at this school, I don't know
I don't trust myself enough to approach you again, and
I decided to transfer schools so I could forget you and give up on you.
I wanted to see you one last time, but then again
I didn't want to go, so I came early in the morning, put strawberry milk and a Post-it note on the desk, and left school without even saying goodbye. Now it was really over.
"I thought it would be okay if I held on tight, but in the end the relationship
I guess we have to hold each other in check. I'm trying.
Even so, there is a limit to that. I don't get tired.
I'm already tired, and you're not interested in me in the first place.
It's the same. It's so frustrating and frustrating. All my time is wasted.
Because it seems like it has lost its meaning. "
He smiled bitterly. Even as I was leaving, you kept saying
I remember. I liked it a lot. Now I can't even say I like it.
I've become one but I still like it a lot. This season is yours
I'll lose a lot of sleep thinking about it, but I'll also think of it as love
I will. I love you. I really loved you so much.
"I loved you a lot. Maybe I hate you a lot too.
I wonder what love is that makes me risk my life so much. "
Even though I shouted out my love, you didn't respond, but today
I just hate you. Is it okay to hate you? But even this makes me like you.
He leaned his head outside the window and smiled sadly.
The slightly long movie has ended. It was a sad, unrequited love story.
The ending was tragic. I hope I'm not the only one who feels the sadness.
I hope you had a hard time as much as I did. Now I can see you again.
Knowing that it was a movie that didn't exist, I slowly got up little by little
I'm going to try. Goodbye, the end of all these novels. And goodbye,
Choi Beom-gyu, my long-time first love.