“Nothing. I just want to be alone for a while,” he said flatly.
“I know it’s my fault. Please…” Satoru grasped Shun’s shoulders.
“Your fault? For what?” Shun smiled coldly.
Poor Satoru looked totally lost. This was the first time in my life I actually sympathized with him and felt slightly revolted by Shun.
“Satoru, isn’t it time to end this farce of a romance? I’ve had enough of being your doll.”
Satoru looked dumbstruck. “O-oh. I understand. From now on…”
“You don’t understand anything. Having you follow me around the clock is suffocating. I want to be alone. So we should go our separate ways from now on. Goodbye,” Shun said quickly, pushing Satoru aside and coming in this direction.
The expression on his face shocked me. The cold smile was gone and replaced with a look of agony that twisted his features. The next second, he became aware of my presence. All emotions drained from his face as he hurried past, pretending not to see me.
Satoru was still frozen to the spot. I wanted to call out to him, but decided not to.
Why? Questions whirled around in my head. Why did Shun have to act so cruelly? He was always the kindest and most considerate one in our group. And from what I had accidentally seen, he still was. He was obviously suffering.
But when I saw Shun at school the next day, he didn’t look particularly disturbed. On the other hand, Satoru was visibly hurt. Anyone could tell just by looking that he had been dumped. But once in a while, he still snuck hopeful glances at Shun. It was painful to watch.
A few days later, another bad omen appeared.