Short story collection

Even if I stretch out my hand

I liked and loved you even though I knew I couldn't reach you.

Then, this feeling grew out of control and I couldn't handle it anymore, so I decided to forget you.

I put all the memories I had with you in a box and put it in the closet. But this didn't last long.

Just two days. That was it. Even though I hadn't seen you in two days, I still missed you. There were so many traces of you on my phone that I couldn't erase them.

You have unknowingly become a part of my life.


But I felt like I couldn't hold out if things continued like this, so I tried to minimize the time I spent thinking about you, calling your name, and holding you in my eyes.



As time passed, I thought I was getting better.

The old you on my phone. I played the video containing that you.

In the past, videos that were just funny and precious memories have become videos that have even more value to me now.



You were so cute in the video, raising your hand and posing, my heart pounding. My feelings for you, which I thought had gotten better, had only grown stronger.



But even if I grew bigger, it wouldn't reach you. It only hurt my heart, and it didn't benefit me.

But why can't I stop loving you? The more I thought about this, the more I reflected on my feelings for you, the more I felt myself falling for you. So I tried to stop thinking about it.



But you kept coming to mind, as if mocking me.

My heart raced as I thought about the past we had together, what you were doing now, and the thought of meeting you at school tomorrow.