I fell in love with a quiet girl who always stayed in the corner of the class, lost in novels. To my surprise, my feelings were returned and we started dating. Our happy days passed in a flash. For my sake, she began trying hard—she removed her glasses, started wearing makeup. She suddenly became adorable, transforming into someone completely different. Watching her change, I overheard the class delinquent group talking about her. She had honestly hated them before—during our date at that park, she clearly said so... or at least I thought she did... And yet... My chest tightens at the contradiction.