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I don't understand why people always ask me if I really love Aoki. I think even Aoki himself thinks about it. Ever since we made our relationship public to our classmates – right at the end of the year – my classmates have been asking me the same thing.
"Ida, do you really like Aoki?"
I'm not the type of person who gets irritated easily. They say I'm too calm. But honestly, this kind of question deeply irritates me. How can they doubt what I feel for him? And, well, what do my classmates have to do with what I feel
Most of the time, they don't ask me directly, but the questions they ask about me and him always imply that they don't believe I could really like someone, especially someone as loud as Aoki.
The reality is that I love him. Maybe I love him more than I love many other things in the world. Maybe I love him more than Mametarou – and I love my dog very much – volleyball, and being alone. In reality, I don't see myself alone anymore. Ever since Aoki came into my life, I've never wanted to be alone again. I never again thought it was okay to be alone, as it always had been. I can't imagine my life without him anymore. And yet people ask me if I really like him?
I really don't understand. Aoki is amazing. He's a kind and easy-going person, I confess that this even irritates me a little since many people might like him. But I really can't understand how they can question what I feel for my boyfriend. That's ridiculous, isn't it? I'm not someone who shows my feelings much in public, but I always show Aoki how much I like him. I love being near him, I like holding his hand and kissing him. He knows that. He knows I love him. So, for me, it doesn't matter what my colleagues think.
As long as Aoki knows that I love him truly and without uncertainty, then everything is fine. Because what I feel is undoubtedly real love, a new and unique feeling that I will never want to experience with anyone else.