I Committed Suicide in Front of a Tsundere

I have a childhood friend who lives next door.

The golden hair inherited from my German grandmother and the two dark eyes that seem to contain the night.

Not only does she have rare beauty, but she also has a lively personality and is good at studying, making her the center of attention in her class.

Joo Yena is such a perfect high school girl that even talking a few words a day may seem like a luxury to others.

If you hadn’t always broken my pride with your cold words and actions, you would have been more precious to me than anyone else.

-Our cold relationship was all brought on by Yena.

‘Now I know what’s on your mind.’

I only realized it recently.

It’s all a sale based on immature love and affection.

Although the trend has passed, my childhood friend was the type of girl who could be categorized under the word ‘tsundere’.

-But did it really have to be such a harsh expression? I am also human, human.

Tsundere is a disease.