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To some people, this might not be such a big deal, but to you who takes the word and its meaning seriously, it was such an eye-opening event.
Even more so when you've known for a long time that you and her did not match. You cursed the society that gave you these stupid labels, that showed how pathetic you were compared to her, and you cursed yourself for—even after becoming aware of that you weren't good enough—falling in love with her anyway.
It was summer, a few months after her graduation, and you and your friends were on vacation. Your group was supposed to stay in a huge beach house owned by her family as a celebration of her graduation and her recentl birthday. You had wanted to decline when she asked you to come, telling her half-assed excuses about summer homework and extra classes, but you were such a sucker for teary hazel eyes and pouty lips that you gave in.
You've actually been trying to avoid her these past months, but again and again, your will crumbles, and you end up seeking her company because you just wanted to spend time with her.
It was hard for you, to feel so happy whenever she was near, but know that you were forbidden to get any closer.
She was your closest friend, and yet you wanted to be closer than that.
You were wary of joining this little group vacation, knowing that with your misfortune, something was bound to happen that could jeopardize your friendship with her. You couldn't even stand to be alone with her, fearing that if you were given the chance, you would accidentally confess to her or take advantage of her. And while the thought of kissing her senseless was thoroughly enticing, you would never do anything that could potentially lead her to hate you.
You had thought you were safe when on the last night, you two have yet to be left alone together. Nothing unlucky had happened—that was if you didn't consider getting pinched by crabs, stung by a sea urchin (there wasn't even supposed to be urchins on the beach! She said so!) and getting peed on by Tsuchimikado in turn to 'neutralize' the urchin's poison, unlucky—except for that one instance when you tried surfing and fell face first into the water, hitting your head in the process.
You had blacked out underwater, and when you came to, you were greeted by a very worried yet incredibly relieved Mikoto.
"You got us all worried, you idiot." She had said so affectionately.
With your mind in a haze, you had whispered to her, "I don't mind doing it again if I'll always wake up to your face."
She had blushed at that, and only then did you realize what you had said. Thankfully, she had been the only one to hear your words, and the others quickly interrupted your moment to ask about your well-being.
You two hadn't spoken about it since then.
You sighed loudly as you recalled that memory on the last day of your stay on the beach. You sat on the comfy bench on the balcony of the beach house, staring at the countless stars that littered the dark sky. You never asked, and no one ever said anything, but you still wondered, back then when you almost drowned and she had saved you, did she...
Did she perform mouth to mouth resuscitation on you?
You felt yourself blush at the thought, but you couldn't get rid of the idea. You could almost imagine her hands touching your mouth as she opened it, her soft lips pressing against yours and your tongue tasting her warm breath as she—
You slapped yourself. You were seriously turning into a pervert.
"What are you doing?"
Your head snapped towards the entrance of the balcony, and there you saw her standing, newly bathed and looking at you as if she thought you had gone insane.
You didn't think she was completely wrong though.
"N-nothing." You wanted to hit yourself again for stuttering. Just your luck. She had to appear at the exact moment you were thinking about her lips. Such misfortune.
You didn't know what else to say so you kept quiet. She didn't speak for a while either, but after a moment of silence, you heard her approach and finally stop in front of you.
"Can I sit?" she asked, and you merely nodded, trying to avoid her gaze at all costs. You still weren't sure whether you could control yourself around her, especially right after that short daydream of you two kissing.
You felt her sit down beside you, near enough that you could feel her warmth but too far for you to touch. Even though it was summer, the night could get a bit chilly by the beach so she was wearing a thin green jacket. She had her arms crossed over her chest, even as she looked up to the sky you had been gazing at a few moments ago, and the silence dragged on.
It was a few minutes later when she let out an audible breath and asked, "Are you mad at me?"
You were surprised at her question, and immediately answered, "Huh? Of course not."
When you looked at her, there was a worried frown on her face as she looked down on her lap. "Is there something bothering you then?"
This time, you didn't reply right away, hesitating for just a moment before saying, "No... I'm fine."
She sighed, "You know I can tell when you're lying most of the time."
You turned your gaze to the ground in front of you, pondering. Of course she'd notice. You've been friends for years. But how could you tell her that what's bothering you was your ever growing feelings for her? That you liked her so much that it hurts when she wasn't around? That even though you felt this way, you could never tell her because you knew you weren't worthy of her?
You pursed your lips, unsure of what to say. You could tell her, but the insecurities that had been building up inside were already at the point that you'd believe anyone who would say that she was too good for you.
So instead you asked, "How do you know you're right about me lying?"
"It just... it feels like you've been avoiding me lately..."
Her shy admission made you turn back to her and see the troubled expression on her face.
She continued, "And not just from when you said..." she trailed off, and you knew she was referring to that surfing incident, "I mean, even long before this week, there have been times that you seem so keen on avoiding me. Like, when I try to call you, your phone's always empty or when I ask you to hang out, you always have homework to do. But then, the next day or so, you'll be the one visiting me at my dorm and dragging me to places, and I just..."
You suddenly felt guilty when she explained. You didn't think she'd even noticed your attempts at distancing yourself from her. You forgot that though you were so conflicted about spending time with her, to her you were still her friend. Nothing really changed between the two of you, except that you found yourself liking her more each day.
"I'm sorry," you apologized quietly, "I didn't think you'd notice."
She looked at you then, "So there is something bothering you.

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

Để một số người, điều này có thể không là một việc lớn như vậy, nhưng bạn đã mất từ và ý nghĩa của nó nghiêm túc, nó là một sự kiện mở mắt.Thậm chí nhiều hơn như vậy khi bạn đã biết đến với một chặng đường dài thời gian mà bạn và cô ấy đã làm không phù hợp với. Bạn nguyền rủa xã hội đã cho bạn những nhãn ngu ngốc, trong đó cho thấy làm thế nào pathetic bạn được so với cô ấy, và bạn nguyền rủa bản thân cho — ngay cả sau khi trở thành nhận thức của bạn không đủ tốt-rơi vào tình yêu với cô ấy không.Đó là mùa hè, một vài tháng sau khi tốt nghiệp, và bạn và bạn bè của bạn đã vào kỳ nghỉ. Nhóm của bạn đã được yêu cầu để ở trong một ngôi nhà Bãi biển lớn thuộc sở hữu của gia đình cô như là một kỷ niệm của tốt nghiệp và sinh nhật recentl của cô. Bạn có muốn từ chối khi cô hỏi bạn để đi, nói với cô ấy bào chữa half-assed về bài tập ở nhà mùa hè và lớp học phụ, nhưng bạn là một sucker cho teary-eyed Tram mắt và đôi môi pouty mà bạn đã cung cấp trong.Bạn thực sự đã cố gắng để tránh của mình những quá khứ vài tháng, nhưng một lần nữa và một lần nữa, crumbles sẽ của bạn, và bạn đã kết thúc tìm kiếm công ty của cô bởi vì bạn chỉ muốn dành thời gian với cô ấy.Nó đã được khó khăn cho bạn, để cảm thấy hạnh phúc vì vậy bất cứ khi nào cô ấy đã gần, nhưng biết rằng bạn bị cấm để có được gần.Cô là người bạn gần gũi nhất của bạn và được bạn muốn gần gũi hơn.Bạn đã được cảnh giác trong việc tham gia kỳ nghỉ nhóm nhỏ này, biết rằng với bất hạnh của bạn, một cái gì đó ràng buộc để xảy ra mà có thể gây nguy hiểm cho bạn tình bạn với cô ấy. Bạn thậm chí không thể đứng được một mình với cô ấy, vì sợ rằng nếu bạn đã được trao cơ hội, bạn sẽ vô tình thú nhận với cô hoặc tận dụng lợi thế của mình. Và trong khi những suy nghĩ của hôn cô vô tri triệt để hấp dẫn, bạn sẽ không bao giờ làm bất cứ điều gì mà có thể có khả năng dẫn cô ghét bạn.Bạn có nghĩ rằng bạn đã là an toàn khi vào đêm cuối, em vẫn chưa bị bỏ lại một mình với nhau. Không có gì không may mắn đã xảy ra-đó là nếu bạn không xem xét việc nhận được bị chèn ép bởi cua, cắn bởi một urchin biển (có không phải là thậm chí phải nhím trên bãi biển! Cô nói như vậy!) và nhận được tè vào bởi Tsuchimikado lần lượt để 'vô hiệu hóa' nhím của chất độc, kém may mắn-ngoại trừ trường hợp mà một khi bạn đã cố gắng lướt sóng và rơi mặt đầu tiên vào trong nước, đánh đầu của bạn trong quá trình.Bạn đã blacked ra dưới nước, và khi bạn đến, bạn đã được chào đón bởi một Mikoto rất lo lắng nhưng cực kỳ nhẹ nhõm."Bạn đã cho chúng tôi tất cả lo lắng, thằng ngu." Cô đã nói như vậy trìu mến.Với tâm trí của bạn trong một đám mây, bạn đã thì thầm với cô ấy, "tôi không nhớ làm nó một lần nữa nếu tôi sẽ luôn luôn thức dậy để khuôn mặt của bạn."Cô đã trang ở đó, và chỉ sau đó bạn đã nhận ra những gì bạn đã nói. Rất may, cô đã có là là người duy nhất nghe từ của bạn, và những người khác một cách nhanh chóng gián đoạn của bạn chút thời gian để hỏi về của bạn hạnh phúc.You two hadn't spoken about it since then.You sighed loudly as you recalled that memory on the last day of your stay on the beach. You sat on the comfy bench on the balcony of the beach house, staring at the countless stars that littered the dark sky. You never asked, and no one ever said anything, but you still wondered, back then when you almost drowned and she had saved you, did she...Did she perform mouth to mouth resuscitation on you?You felt yourself blush at the thought, but you couldn't get rid of the idea. You could almost imagine her hands touching your mouth as she opened it, her soft lips pressing against yours and your tongue tasting her warm breath as she—You slapped yourself. You were seriously turning into a pervert."What are you doing?"Your head snapped towards the entrance of the balcony, and there you saw her standing, newly bathed and looking at you as if she thought you had gone insane.You didn't think she was completely wrong though."N-nothing." You wanted to hit yourself again for stuttering. Just your luck. She had to appear at the exact moment you were thinking about her lips. Such misfortune.You didn't know what else to say so you kept quiet. She didn't speak for a while either, but after a moment of silence, you heard her approach and finally stop in front of you."Can I sit?" she asked, and you merely nodded, trying to avoid her gaze at all costs. You still weren't sure whether you could control yourself around her, especially right after that short daydream of you two kissing.You felt her sit down beside you, near enough that you could feel her warmth but too far for you to touch. Even though it was summer, the night could get a bit chilly by the beach so she was wearing a thin green jacket. She had her arms crossed over her chest, even as she looked up to the sky you had been gazing at a few moments ago, and the silence dragged on.It was a few minutes later when she let out an audible breath and asked, "Are you mad at me?"You were surprised at her question, and immediately answered, "Huh? Of course not."When you looked at her, there was a worried frown on her face as she looked down on her lap. "Is there something bothering you then?"This time, you didn't reply right away, hesitating for just a moment before saying, "No... I'm fine."She sighed, "You know I can tell when you're lying most of the time."You turned your gaze to the ground in front of you, pondering. Of course she'd notice. You've been friends for years. But how could you tell her that what's bothering you was your ever growing feelings for her? That you liked her so much that it hurts when she wasn't around? That even though you felt this way, you could never tell her because you knew you weren't worthy of her?You pursed your lips, unsure of what to say. You could tell her, but the insecurities that had been building up inside were already at the point that you'd believe anyone who would say that she was too good for you.So instead you asked, "How do you know you're right about me lying?""It just... it feels like you've been avoiding me lately..."Her shy admission made you turn back to her and see the troubled expression on her face.She continued, "And not just from when you said..." she trailed off, and you knew she was referring to that surfing incident, "I mean, even long before this week, there have been times that you seem so keen on avoiding me. Like, when I try to call you, your phone's always empty or when I ask you to hang out, you always have homework to do. But then, the next day or so, you'll be the one visiting me at my dorm and dragging me to places, and I just..."You suddenly felt guilty when she explained. You didn't think she'd even noticed your attempts at distancing yourself from her. You forgot that though you were so conflicted about spending time with her, to her you were still her friend. Nothing really changed between the two of you, except that you found yourself liking her more each day."I'm sorry," you apologized quietly, "I didn't think you'd notice."She looked at you then, "So there is something bothering you.