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♪ I always thought I might be bad. ♪

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Yuka's behavior continued to worsen. Her behavior became overwhelming, overbearing, and suffocating. Ichiro talked to Chotaro, Otaha, and Y/N about breaking up with her. Chotaro and Otaha urged Ichiro to break up with her. But Y/N stayed neutral in the matter, keeping to himself, he didn't encourage him nor discourage him...

Y/N knew about Yuka's unhealthy relationship, but his feelings for her remained. And it might have even emerged stronger. He wanted to be one to comfort he, assure her, care for her, love her

But no. He's not like that. He's not opportunistic, he's not a cheater, he's not a homewrecker. He remained loyal to Ichiro.

One day, Ichiro had a talk with Yuka in the school.

‎ ‎ ‎ "Yuka..." Ichiro began to speak with a soft and thoughtful tone. "You really need to tone down your behavior."

‎ ‎ ‎ "But..." Yuka answered. "I cannot bear to be away from you..." As she spoke, tears threatened to pour out.

‎ ‎ ‎ "Yuka." Ichiro's soft tone started to wear off. "You need to respect my boundaries."

‎ ‎ ‎ "Ichiro..." Yuka sulked, her face pouted and her lips pursed. "I can't... Please... I need to be always with you..."

‎ ‎ ‎ "Yuka." Ichiro's tone became stern. "You need to respect my boundaries. I'm not asking you."

‎ ‎ ‎ "Why are you pushing me away..."

‎ ‎ ‎ "I'm not. I'm just asking for space."

‎ ‎ ‎ "Yes, you are..." She sulked. "You hate me... You hate me..." She keeps repeating, her actions becoming creepy.

‎ ‎ ‎ "Yuka. Please."

‎ ‎ ‎ "You hate me..."

Ichiro sighed.

‎ ‎ ‎ "Hate me..." She whispered.

‎ ‎ ‎ "This is ridiculous." Ichiro shook his head in disbelief, walking away.

Yuka started to shake, feeling immense sadness. She sat down on a nearby bench. Her hands covered her face, hiding in sorrow and shame.

As Y/N was walking, he saw Yuka sitting on the bench yet again. Her hands completely covering her face.

‎ ‎ ‎ 'What happened?' Y/N thought to himself.

He decided to approach her, just like he did last time.

‎ ‎ ‎ "What's wrong, Yuka?" Y/N asked her.

She didn't answer, her hands still on her face.

Y/N's eyebrows furrow in concern and pity.

‎ ‎ ‎ "Hey... What's wrong?" He asked with the softest tone.

Y/N heard sniffs coming from her.

‎ ‎ ‎ 'Is she crying...?' He asked in his head.

‎ ‎ ‎ "Hey." Y/N spoke. "you can tell me." He assured her.

Yuka remained silent. Her silence became erie.

‎ ‎ ‎ "Hey..." Y/N approached. He was about to touch her arm to comfort he but she suddenly stood up and ran away, still covering her face.

Y/N looked at Yuka as she ran away with a defeated expression.

‎ ‎ ‎ 'I feel bad for her...' He sighed.

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On the same day, later that night, at 10 PM. She stood outside Ichiro's house. Trying her best to make Ichiro go out. Ichiro kept ignoring her spam messages. Finally, Yuka started shouting his name outside the house.

Ichiro felt immense shame and embarrassment as the other neighbors heard the commotion.

Ichiro, annoyed and ashamed, stormed outside the house to confront Yuka.

‎ ‎ ‎ "Yuka!" He snapped with a furious expression. "Stop it!"

‎ ‎ ‎ "Ichiro!" Yuka called out, happy to see him.

‎ ‎ ‎ "Leave before I call the police." He warned.

‎ ‎ ‎ "B-But..." Yuka's former happiness turned into depression.

‎ ‎ ‎ "I said leave!" He repeated with a loud voice.

‎ ‎ ‎ "You really do hate me..."

‎ ‎ ‎ "Here you go again! If you don't leave right now, I'll really call the police."

‎ ‎ ‎ "Y-You don't love me anymore?"

‎ ‎ ‎ "I'm sorry." Ichiro's former anger died down. His voice became soft and pitiful. "Yuka. I can't do this anymore. I'm breaking up with you."

Yuka's lips quivered. She was about to cry.

‎ ‎ ‎ "I-I..."

‎ ‎ ‎ "Please." He begged. "Just go."

Yuka ran away as fast as possible. On that day, she wanted to die.