I've been with my husband, Kenichi, since high school, and we broke up and got back together many times before finally getting married. Maybe it was because we'd been together for so long, but we'd become so close that I felt free to be selfish and cold towards him. I stopped putting effort into makeup and clothes for him. And it was the same for him. He'd betrayed me for a long time, this time and that time too... And it was my teacher who helped me fill this sadness. I had special feelings for him, and I couldn't forget that kiss we had in our school days...