"Asuka doesn't want this anymore... It's so hurtful... I can't keep it up..." She bit her lower lip slightly, quietly looking through the gap at the tennis court behind, "Even though we're not that different in age, everyone just treats me like a kid... Think everything I say and do is nonsense... Seriously, sometimes I'm really serious... Boo hoo—"
Her words trailed off, tinged with a hint of choking up.
"No, listen to me..." Fujiwara Reya, his mood affected by her, reached out to gently pull her wrist, "If it really made you feel that way, I can apologize first, then slowly explain to you..."
Kasahara Asuka turned around, her eyes brimming with tears, red and swollen.
Her expression and look, like a wounded young beast, to be precise, a little dog with wet fur and a limp leg under the winter rain.
"Whether it's the seniors or the elder sisters, they're all like that... Annoying adults who think they know everything... Boo hoo—"
