Summary
The boy I loved died in the year I loved him most.
Before the college entrance exam, he leaped from the school rooftop, and I failed to catch him.
After his death, I found his diary and learned that the love he had never dared confess had been hidden in his heart all along.
I spent the rest of my life drowning in regret and never married.
If I had noticed sooner that something was wrong, if I had been a little braver, could everything have turned out differently?