Although we were close enough to kiss each other quite often, when I asked her out she rejected by saying “Sorry” while crying.
I was really shocked so that I shut in my house and didn’t even work for about a month,
But I managed to get over it and eventually went back to work.
One day I heard that that girl died from my friend.
When I ran to her house, her mother gave me a letter from her.
Basically not much time was left for her when I confessed to her. That’s why she rejected.
The letter ended with the words “I have been in love with you so much”.
Since she didn’t look that sick back then, and she didn’t even act like she had such a serious disease,
I really couldn’t realise that.
When I laid flowers on the tomb of hers, the tears somehow didn’t fall off at all.
But I cried as if I would die soon as well when I got home.
You guys might think this is a fiction, but from the very beginning, this is indeed a fiction.
