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    Carlyle Schultz was sitting in a downtown cafe.

    The two golden eyes have been sunken for a while.

    Actually, he’s been thinking quite a bit lately, these past few days.

    I don’t want to end it like this. I don’t want to end it like this with Bianca Shamal.

    Because that’s all I can think about.

    -Do you think you’ve come to know what a piece of trash you are?

    After hearing that from his ex-girlfriend, Lindsay Nao.

    Three days have passed in an instant.

    All this time, Carlyle kept reflecting on himself.

    Even while working part-time, I kept thinking about it.

    There are two reasons why he hasn’t visited Bianca Shamal’s house in the past few days.

    First, one.

    One’s past actions and perceptions of them. The perceptions of those around one.

    Now that I’ve come to realize it again, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t care.

    First, leave everything aside.

    Carlyle pondered deeply over why he had fallen in love with the woman, Bianca Shamal.

    Bianca Shamal was pure, and that was why she was good.

    Before I knew it, I had fallen in love with the other person.

    Pure innocence and unadorned appearance.

    That’s what he was good at.

    Cute, pretty, and secretly gentle.

    Sometimes she looks fluffy, and very rarely she looks feminine.

    Prioritize those things.

    What was the biggest reason Carlyle himself fell in love with Bianca? The more he thought about it, the more he could come up with one answer.

    So, as expected.

    I like that he’s a pure person. I like that he’s unadorned.

    ‘But… me?’

    On the other hand, what about yourself?

    Only now does Carlyle look back at himself.

    But how can one evaluate oneself?

    that is to say.

    Can you really say with confidence that you’re hanging out with Bianca Shamal?

    -You seem like an innocent child. Do you enjoy playing with it?

    If that’s really what it looks like to other people.

    Are you and Bianca Shamal not a good match?

    Yeah, maybe.

    I think that could be possible.

    When Carlyle realized this, he felt regret inside. He was even a little distressed.

    ‘If only I had met Bianca from the beginning, from Bianca…’

    I think so too.

    At the same time, he knows that such an assumption makes no sense.

    Bianca Shamal is so pure. So pure that if you just watch her from the side, you’ll think she’s a wildflower.

    My mind suddenly feels at ease, and I just laugh.

    I think she is the kind of woman that not only herself, but any man would love.

    What if relationships between people, men and women, were formed only between people who are compatible?

    Okay, then.

    Perhaps it would be better for both of you to end your relationship here.

    Well, it doesn’t match. You can see it that way.

    The other person is too pitiful compared to you.

    A truly pure woman, a woman I treasure.

    A woman who has been cherished and loved by those around her since childhood, and has no flaws.

    You can tell without even looking. You can feel it just by looking.

    But what about yourself?

    Carlyle clenched his fists under the table in the café.

    It’s so different. It’s different in many ways from the person who grew up as an orphan.

    I’ve always been longing for affection, and I don’t even have a family.

    The future is also uncertain.

    Fortunately, I am smart, so I am enjoying the benefits of that, but I am not affluent in many aspects of life.

    Looking back, I, Carlyle Schultz, am clearly different from others. I grew up differently from many other people.

    ‘so.’

    therefore.

    You may be lacking in areas you are not aware of, and those shortcomings may make things difficult for the other person.

    I don’t think it was wrong for me to grow up as an orphan.

    ‘It wasn’t my choice.’

    It wasn’t his choice.

    But, definitely.

    He may be different from ordinary people.

    In fact, inside yourself.

    A subtle sense of inferiority that you can never reveal to others, a kind of anxiety that you are left behind from the start. Sometimes, there is a sense of deficiency, a fear of even yourself.

    This kind of person loves someone with all his heart, and with that love, he creates a happy family, becomes a good husband, and becomes a good father.

    ‘Is that really possible…?’

    When I think about it like that, my vision becomes dizzy.

    So, Carlyle came to realize that he was lacking in so many ways.

    So, lately, his head has been spinning with these thoughts, and a few days ago, he didn’t go to Bianca Shamal’s house for the first time.

    That was Monday.

    ***

    And after three days.

    It’s already Thursday.

    There was another reason why Carlyle had not specifically sought out Bianca for three consecutive days since Monday.

    The other one.

    In the end, there is no conclusion.

    ‘…I can’t give up.’

    So, that’s what happened.

    Carlyle concluded that he could not give up on the woman, Bianca Shamal.

    I feel sorry for the other person. That can happen.

    Bianca Shamal is perhaps a person who is too precious to her.

    In that natural charm, that lovely innocence.

    The kind of person who shines just by being next to you.

    Carlyle had already realized that his past records were not upright.

    Still, I.

    I just can’t give up.

    Even if I’m selfish, it’s okay to be criticized.

    ‘Bianca, you…’

    You shouldn’t have done that. You really shouldn’t have done that.

    ‘Why are you…’

    Carlyle bit his lip.

    You shouldn’t have done that to me when I was about to waver.

    Because I saw it that day.

    That is, Monday. The day the rumor spread.

    As he entered the room, he happened to lock eyes with Bianca Shamal.

    ‘…’

    That’s when I ended up seeing it.

    A fleeting glimpse of emotion.

    Bianca Shamal immediately turned her gaze cold, but Carlyle quickly realized that it was all an act.

    Emotions that passed by in an instant.

    Feelings of disappointment, feelings of pity.

    A look of concern, a look of anger.

    -Are you stupid?

    One day, once. That time came to mind.

    The expression I saw when he came into Bianca’s house after being rained on outside. Perhaps it was an expression that looked even more upset than that time.

    I still give him affection. I still give him trust.

    I trusted him without expecting anything in return.

    Carlyle saw it. It hit him.

    Because she is a pure woman, she cannot hide it until the end.

    I may have made a mistake.

    With that expression on his face, he still doesn’t know why she’s pushing him away.

    But at that time, I confirmed that the other person’s affection had not completely cooled down.

    Even Bianca wasn’t angry because of herself.

    The way he glanced around. It wasn’t hard to figure out what he meant.

    ‘… … ‘

    So, Carlyle. That’s what he found.

    The one person I have been looking for for a very long time.

    I’ve always thought Bianca was that kind of person, but now I’m sure.

    ***

    A faith like faith came into him at that moment.

    So, a little bit.

    Strangely enough, Carlyle felt saved.

    ‘Bianca, you…’

    Even in this situation where everyone is doubting themselves, and even in some ways, they may feel betrayed by their previous romantic relationships.

    One person on your side, one person who is upset.

    That’s Bianca Shamal.

    It would be natural to be suspicious of the content of the malicious rumor.

    Even if it wasn’t necessarily a rumor, you may have been disappointed after learning about his record. You may have felt betrayed.

    But still, Bianca was on his side, as if she had always been there from the beginning.

    Carlyle Schultz regained his composure just by that one fact.

    A feeling of a sudden tingling sensation in the hands and feet. Then, a thrilling sensation follows.

    I regained my usual leisure.

    ‘Let’s get married quickly.’

    I’ve always wanted to meet someone I love and start a family. That’s been my goal for a long time.

    Because it’s something I wasn’t born with.

    When times are tough, you can rely on each other, and in return, you can rely on each other. No matter what, you’ve found that one person who is on your side.

    So, he can’t give up.

    ‘Bianca, I…’

    It has to be you.

    Bianca, if it’s not you, nothing else matters. It has to be you.

    I want to make it like that.

    So Carlyle Schultz won’t give up.

    It’s not completely over.

    Just once.

    He wants to try just one more time. He thinks it’s worth it.

    This is the conclusion he finally reached after several days.

    To seize the opportunity, he deliberately gives the other person time to think.

    Of course, I want to go there right away, but I’m barely holding back the urge.

    There’s a special anniversary this weekend. Carlyle had that day in mind from the beginning.

    -Just give me a chance for one month.

    The day the two of them finished their match was their anniversary.

    There is one anniversary where men and women confess to each other.

    A very long time ago, there was still a monarchy in this society.

    It was the day when the last king of the Great Dynasty abdicated his throne and confessed his love to a commoner woman.

    From that very day on, the concept of royalty disappeared.

    To commemorate this, people celebrate the weekend in mid-October, which comes every year, as ‘Confession Day’.

    A culture of confessing to someone you like has emerged. It’s also the best day to propose.

    ‘…there is still a chance.’

    Carlyle is sitting in the academy cafe, thinking about this. For some reason, Emily has been by his side a lot lately.

    However, Carlyle has no time to care about others, so he doesn’t hear anything Emily says.

    Because all my attention is on Bianca Shamal.

    Exactly, three days later.

    I think everything will be decided on the day of confession.

    Carlyle was desperate now.

    I was racking my brain trying to figure out how to beat my opponent.

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