I said that Blake's words of not hating me are not false. His gaze at me is straightforward and without any haze. But I once again truly feel that perhaps I have always been relying on Blake's tenderness.
"I believe in Blake's feelings. But if there's really something you hate, you have to say it. Otherwise, I'm stupid and won't notice."
"...I know."
Looking at Blake who was smiling happily for some reason, I felt very strange. At this time, we arrived at the destination station. Coming to this place again after a year, I was a little nervous. Perhaps this is because I am with Blake.
In this way, everything will really end.
From now on, I only need to think about how to stay by Blake's side. But at the same time, I also feel a hint of loneliness. I can't say this to Blake. After all, we didn't separate because we hated each other, nor did we part because of a breakup.
