Her name was Aoi. For three years, she was the kind of girl who held your hand like it was a secret, who laughed into her sleeve, who said "I love you" only in whispers after midnight.
It didn't happen overnight. It happened in small, sharp cuts. The first time he forgot her birthday. The second time he chose his friends over their anniversary. The hundredth time he looked at her but didn't see her. kanobitch ~kanojo ga bitch ni natta riyuu~
She started wearing shorter skirts, laughing louder, leaning into other guys' shoulders like they were pillows. She drank until her lipstick smeared and danced like she was trying to bruise the floor. People called her a bitch. Some said it with disgust, others with a grin. Her name was Aoi
The Girl Who Forgot How to Blush
Then she changed.