"What did Satoru-chan think about it? On the surface, I was just an ordinary, timid student, but behind the scenes, I was a cheerful idol. Would Satoru-chan think I'm strange?"
Seeing that Gojo Satoru still refused to speak, Sakura Airi asked directly. She seemed to really want to hear his opinion of her.
But Gojo Satoru remained silent. Even the smile on his face had vanished, and his calm expression made Sakura Airi feel a little afraid.
So I really was disliked after all?
Having a clear understanding of herself, Sakura Airi calmly accepted Gojo Satoru's reaction.
From the very beginning, her feelings for him had only been fantasies. She had neither taken any action nor received any attention from him.
But if he had paid attention to her, wouldn't that have been strange instead?
She had done nothing, nor had she shown him her dazzling side. She was merely an ordinary friend.
Sakura Airi hugged her knees again and buried her head in them. Her body trembled slightly, as though she were crying.
"I'm a little jealous," Gojo Satoru finally said, his tone seeming somewhat angry.
"Huh?"
Hearing his inexplicable words, Sakura Airi raised her head and looked at Gojo Satoru.
Her eyes were slightly red, and tears had dampened part of her face, yet her gaze was full of confusion.
Gojo Satoru looked over at that moment as well. Seeing her damp cheeks, he gently wiped them with his hand.
Then, he calmly voiced his thoughts.
"Thinking about how the person I like posts pretty pictures of herself online for other men to see makes me feel sick. Though that's Airi's way of life, I still can't agree with it. Of course, it's your freedom. With the relationship we have now, it's not my place to