The Woman From Hell

School courtyard.

Looking at the courtyard that had doubled in size, I could not help but recall the year when I was forced to take part in a sprint at a sports meeting. I ended up falling down and was so embarrassed. Sighing involuntarily, I lowered my head and smiled slowly.

I still feel embarrassed thinking about it now.

Some people, however, had to bring it up and rub it in.

I saw Don pointing in the direction ahead. "I remember someone fell there during the sports meeting one year. Do you have an impression of it?"

My good guy.

I brushed my hair, pretending to be confused. "Really? I don't. Could you be mistaken?"

I wanted him to mistakenly think that he had remembered incorrectly, but Don had a deep memory. "No, I was taking photos then, but I forgot who it was. Let me think..."

His trailing sentence gave me a pause. I hoped he would not recall that it was me. I would like to keep my reputation.

Immediately afterward, Don fashioned a camera with his hands, tilted his head, and thought, "Could it be you?"

"It would be bad for me to deny now that you've recalled, Professor Logan," I said in a helpless tone.

It was also admirable to me that he could still remember things from long ago.

but things were quite lively at that time. I still remember a group of people shouting to

my gaze. "Okay, okay. Let's not mention these embarrassing

memories." Don propped his

over anyway. The most important thing is the present, no?" I

surprised that you've been married for so many years. You must've been very

I was forced by circumstance, I

head, my thoughts seemingly stuck

while, I raised my gaze and met Don's eyes. "A young talent like you has also been married. She

my

a pity

her heart." Don

sad when he said this. His eyes which were

left a huge impact

if she didn't love you?"

changed. It looked like I had hit a sore spot of

changed my words upon noticing his expression. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't

let go of

"It's okay, I should

en.

a