Taming an idol at seashore

During my middle school years, I thought that this is truly the spring of my life.

　I, Nusu, Nusaibah Radiat, have a boyfriend who was one of the handsome boy on campus.

　Nepolian Bonaporte, my childhood friend.

　In our middle school days,Nepolian and I were very much in love.

We were lovey-dovey at school, and even after school.

We flirted on our days off and of course chose the same high school.

　However, after entering high school, things started to look suspicious.

Towards the end of the first semester we saw each other a lot less.

I'm in the Go-Home club, but he's in a band. There was no way around it.

　"Sorry, I have band practice today."

　More often than not, when I ask him out, he turns me down like this.

　By the second semester onward, our conversations at school had diminished.

Around that time, Nepolian dyed her hair color from black to red.

I told him I preferred black, and he replied that I rather have it red.

　I remember how awkward it became. Is this what they call a rut?

❄️A Relationship Rut can be physical or emotional, but it basically means that you're feeling disconnected from your partner in some way.❄️

　It's not surprising, since we've been dating each other since the first year of middle school.

　I have to do something about this.

One day when I was thinking about that, I found out...

Nepolian had left the band a while ago.

But he refused the invitation, saying he was busy with his band activity.

　I wondered if he had moved on to another club.

　When I asked him about it, he said, "Of course, it's the Wind Instrument Club."

　At this point, I thought, "Oh, this is probably what it is."

　And so it was the Golden Week of my second year.

I was spending time by myself as a matter of course, when I decided to go out into the city.

　Then, I witnessed it.

　Nepolian was having an affair.

　The other party was an upperclassman from the same high school.

she's a hot girl who's famous for being a hot chick.

　A few days later - today, in other words - I called Nepolian out.

The place was a park close to our house.

It was nighttime, so there was no one else here.

　I showed him the photos of the affair and asked him to explain what was going on.

　To which he replied in a matter-of-fact manner.

　"Oh, you noticed. Well, as you can see..."

　"Are you cheating on me?"

　"Yes, I am."