My Accidental Love - Book 1 [English Translation]

Introduction

Pete

My life would be so much easier if I didn't like men. If I just liked women, like all the other normal men, I wouldn't be this miserable.

This was the thought that kept repeating in my head over and over again while I walked along the university's main road.

Why don't I like women? Why do I have to like men? Why?

I sighed heavily.

Even though many shuttle buses with 'International Building Car Park' as their destination passed by me and slowed down, the driver asking if I wanted to hop in, I still refused them all.

I like to walk. Walking allowed me the time to think. Most importantly, walking was slow, it made me take double the necessary time to arrive at my car. And the more time it took me to arrive at the car, the later I would get home. And the later I got home, the less time I would have to spend feeling guilty every time I looked at my mother's face.

How disappointed would my mom be if she knew that her son... was gay...

Sigh.

Hooonk!!

Suddenly.

"Damn it! This is a university road not a race track! Where are you going in such a hurry?! Your own funeral?!"

I was violently pulled out of my thoughts when something suddenly hit me making me fall on my back. My jumbled brain did its best trying to figure out what had just happened. All I registered though was a large back when I looked up. Someone was standing in front of me, shouting curses at a car that had driven away at high speed.

Suddenly it all clicked and I realized... I had just escaped being hit by a car.

I was so distracted that I didn't even realize I was about to cross the street.

My heart pounded loudly in my ears. I could feel my eyes widen and I feared I was so shocked that my legs didn't even have the strength to lift me up. The only thing I could do at that moment was look at the back of the person who had intervened to save my life.

Unable to get up, I watched as the figure turned around with a grim expression.

"Do you want to die? Why didn't you look before crossing the road?!"

I had to admit that I was startled by the yelling. I sat still as I looked at the boy's face, my hands shaking.

"I'm... sorry." I said in a trembling voice. I didn't know why I was apologizing. But as I looked at his expression, I felt guilty and thought I should apologize.

After hearing the apology the other guy paused for a bit before patting my head roughly.

"Oh, never mind. Oh, you're so shy. Are you hurt? I bumped into you pretty hard just now, but I guess it's better than being hit by that car." The boy who had come to help said before sighing heavily.

It was only when he pointed at my knee that I looked down and saw that, as I had fallen hard on the pavement, I had scraped my leg, causing my pants to tear.

As soon as I looked, I felt the pain.

"Ouch..." How could it not hurt? It was soaked in blood.

"Fuck." The other guy muttered to himself as I slowly lifted myself up, holding back the moan of pain that wanted to come out.

"Oh... It's okay. It's just this wound."

"Is the face you're making one of someone who's ok? You look like you're about to cry." I didn't know what kind of face I was making, but it really hurt. As darker liquid started to run down my leg, the pain became more and more intense.