For the guy I liked the most, I was willing to do anything. "Starting tomorrow, can you wear this to school?" What he handed me was... a school swimsuit. It was embarrassing, but there was no way I could refuse when he asked. The next day, I took off the tracksuit I had worn over the swimsuit on the train. He was watching from afar. A bunch of unknown men gathered. I was touched, taken, sad but it felt good. The one I like is laughing. Saika, happy.
