Boyfriend is Atobe-kun

Atobe is a very persistent person.

His persistence is reflected in his pursuit of victory and his high standards of self in daily life.

I never thought he would be so obsessed with love game characters' favorability.

"Impossible." Atobe frowned and said, "My uncle's experience can't go wrong."

Me: "...Aren't we each other's first love, what experience do you have?"

I admit that my angle is tricky, but the class is about to start, and I hope he can temporarily let go of his obsession with Servis.

My boyfriend, it's better not to be too attached to a man.

Hearing this, Atobe's face changed slightly, "Each other's first love?"

I:?

I was about to ask him "Isn't that so?" Coincidentally, the class bell rang, and Mr. Yoneda came from the other end of the corridor.

...so be it.

I hurried into the class.

After sitting down, I began to recall the words of Atobe.

Aren't we each other's first loves?I've liked this guy for so long, could it be that he liked someone else halfway through?

The more I thought about it, the more depressed I became, but my brain was running fast as if not obeying the command. I tried to recall the girls we knew together, but I still didn't lock the target.

Well, it could only be that he fell in love with someone else in the three years after I returned to China.

Therefore, during my absence, he may have experienced phone calls, text messages, dates, and meals with other girls...

I shook my head and shook the pictures out of my head.

Forget it...don't affect your mood just because of a man.

...but still affected.

The way I was pissed when I ate, it betrayed me that I was angry.

"I'm done eating, let's go first."

I only ate half of the food, so I put away the bowls and chopsticks, and I was about to leave the rooftop with the bento bag.

"Wait." Atobe cast a puzzled look at me, "Are you angry?"

I stopped.

Instead of sulking, it is better to listen to him explain.

I took another two steps back hesitantly, and bravely met Atobe's eyes.

"I am also very concerned about what you said today." He wiped the corners of his lips with a tissue and folded it.

...Oops, I can't seem to get mad at this face.So, I slowly looked away again, "Yeah."

He: "You said that you and this uncle are each other's first love?"

Me: "Well."

He: "Hmph, didn't you like Vincent in the back seat of my uncle in primary school? Don't pretend that my uncle doesn't know."

Me: "...what?"

He: "When my uncle played tennis with him, you specially prepared a bottle for him in order to bring him water. The usual small gifts are also... Huh, these uncles are too lazy to bother with you."

I:? ? ?

Please, won't I expose it if I give it to you directly?

I took a deep breath and said, "You always think I like him?"

Atobe sneered, with an expression of "I knew it": "Isn't it? You talked so much to him when you left school, and you didn't say anything to me." Listening carefully to the tone, there was still a hint of grievance .

I'm speechless.

What I said to Vincent on the day I left school was "Thank you for covering me for so long", and Vincent readily accepted and said that he would help me keep an eye on Atobe.Such a pure communication, why is it ambiguous in his eyes?

Well, the misunderstanding is resolved.I have been wronged for several classes.

"You asked me if I liked you, and then highlighted the relationship, just to test?" I asked.

Atobe turned his face away: "Hmph, three years is enough for you to forget him. I saw that you didn't refute him, so I asked by the way if you want to date him."

I:"……"

It turned out that from the beginning to the end it was a secret love that only he was absent.

"Why, what else do you want to say?" He folded his arms and looked at me.

I sat back on the stone chair and opened the bento bag, "I'm not full yet."

"Humph."

"And oh."

"Ok?"

I leaned into his ear and whispered softly, "I like you so much."