A Yandere Who Can Turn Back Time Confesses to Me Until She Succeeds - Chapter 18

Past ①

It’s a story from when I was in my third year of junior high.

I had a girl I liked.

I met her—Amamiya-san—at the city library.

She went to a different junior high school than me, a quiet-looking girl with a braided hairstyle and big black-framed glasses.

She always sat in a specific seat, engrossed in her book.

In contrast, I was known for my good looks and friendly personality back then.

I had many friends, both male and female.

It was difficult to find free time on my calendar. I was the polar opposite of who I am now.

For some reason, I was drawn to Amamiya-san.

Was it because I found her face attractive, or because she possessed something I lacked?

I’m not sure. But by the time I realized it, I had fallen for Amamiya-san.

Initially, I visited the library to study for tests.

However, before I knew it, I started visiting the library just to see Amamiya-san.

My feelings for her grew day by day, and then one day…

I decided to approach Amamiya-san and strike up a conversation.

Back then, everything I did seemed to work out for me.

So even though I was a little nervous, I had no reservations about talking to Amamiya-san.

I wanted to get closer to her.

Driven by such frivolous thoughts, I stepped up to her.

“What are you reading?”

The very first thing I chose to say was about the book she held in her hands.

After all, I didn’t know anything about Amamiya-san.

I could guess from her uniform that she went to a nearby school, but that was it.

I hesitated to ask her name directly, so I tried to start with a common topic.

However, Amamiya-san didn’t respond to my question.

Instead, she flinched, acting suspiciously, and quickly fled from me.

That was my first interaction with Amamiya-san.

My initial attempt to engage with Amamiya-san had failed.

It wasn’t a matter of whether our conversation was engaging or not.

She had simply ignored me.

I had never experienced anything like this before.

But I wasn’t disheartened.

I wanted to be friends with Amamiya-san.

No, I wanted to be her lover.

So, the next day, when I saw Amamiya-san at the library, I tried to talk to her again.

“Sorry for suddenly approaching you yesterday. I didn’t mean anything by it.”

She ran away.

“Hello.”

She ran away again.

“It’s really raining like crazy today, huh?”

Once again, she ran away.

No matter how many times I tried, she wouldn’t talk to me.

But even then, I didn’t give up.

Looking back now, I think I was being overly persistent, almost like a persistent pick-up artist.

However, the reason I could approach her repeatedly was that Amamiya-san was always at the library.

Well, to be precise, I don’t know if she was there every day.

Our schedules often didn’t match, and there were many days I couldn’t go to the library.

But on the days I did visit, Amamiya-san was always there.

And then, after countless attempts…

“I’ve read that book too.”

I took the time to read the thick book she had been engrossed in.

Holding it up as if to show her, I tried to start a conversation.

Normally, Amamiya-san would run away immediately.

But this time, she didn’t.

She looked at me, her eyes slightly widened.

“I didn’t have anyone nearby to share my thoughts on that book with…”

“…i-it’s not a very interesting book.”

“Really? When they resolved the foreshadowing from the prologue, I got goosebumps.”

“R-Right?! That part was——I’m sorry.”

Amamiya-san got up while talking, suddenly becoming excited.

I couldn’t help but chuckle at her reaction.

“Is it okay if I sit next to you?”

“…Yes. Please.”

For the first time, Amamiya-san spoke to me.

I was overjoyed by that fact.

After that, she no longer ran away from me.

She loved books and knew many that I was unfamiliar with.

For a while, our days consisted of reading her recommendations and discussing our thoughts.

Between regular school life, club activities, and interactions with friends, I couldn’t visit the library every day.

But even so, the frequency of my library visits increased.

And whenever I went to the library, she was always there.

At first, she was rather reserved, but over time, she began to show more smiles.

She started initiating conversations with me.

Every single casual chat with her felt like happiness.

Maybe it was because I had always avoided romantic relationships.

My feelings for Amamiya-san grew day by day.

At first, it was like a single drop of water in a bucket.

But by the time I realized, it had already overflowed.

“I like you. Will you go out with me?”

So, confessing to Amamiya-san was only a matter of time.

At that time, Amamiya-san was terribly flustered. But still, without running away, she finally took the hand I extended to her.

The cold touch of her hand. Perhaps from nervousness, it trembled slightly.

“If… if I’m good enough for you then…”

I still vividly remember those words she said.

It was the happiest moment of my life.