My Fiancée Hates Me

[Garett's Perspective]

"Garett! I bought the snacks for Arielle as you requested," Charlotte Castile said as she came up to me beside Grace Elsie.

"...Thank you. She likes to eat snacks while she reads. She will be happy when she received them from you," I said dully.

"Is there something wrong?" Charlotte Castile asked.

This woman has been frighteningly perceptive ever since I first met her. She was a stark contrast to Arielle despite being her best friend.

I do not mix well with this person...

"Arielle is experiencing memory problems...She has forgotten all about me," I said.

"That is terrible," Charlotte Castile said.

"...Please don't force her to remember me," I asked.

"You are her lover...You don't want her to remember you?" Grace Elsie asked.

"Grace! It looks like he has his own reasons," Charlotte Castile said.

I thanked them both before leaving.

Before I met Arielle, the world was either a dull color or was painted in black and white. I never paid much to my surroundings since all I needed was a book in my hand. I was content with just that.

Then, she entered...

It was then that I realized what a spring after winter meant and just how dull and cold my world was before I met her. Arielle taught me what spring was by showing me how beautiful all the colors of spring were on her. The world seems dull again without her by my side for this spring.

When I heard that she was discharged from the hospital, I did all that I could to avoid her. It seemed like she was looking for me at some moments. I went as far as breaking into the clocktower that was off-limits to students and hung out there as I watched her from below.

I could not avoid her on my Graduation Day when she ambushed me with a bouquet of pink roses and flushed cheeks as I was leaving the stage.

It was the most endearing moment that I had ever witnessed before.

She was so terribly cute...that I ended up smiling.

I took up her invitation to talk by bringing her to sit with me on a bench in the Academy square. It was almost painfully quiet from how all of the other families were back at the ceremony and sending off their last goodbyes to one another.

If it were not for the rustling of the trees, I think I would have been crushed under the silence which is strange considering that I do not talk that much anyways.

Only with Arielle do I want to talk about the whole world to having meaningless conversation with...

all over and had fallen on top of Arielle's hair. She looked as if she was made for spring from how the petals seemed to blend into the ends of her hair. It made

her hair ever so slightly to

could not

someone to look so beautiful covered in

looking. I would have lost all face if I continued looking at her while she was covered in

touching her hair. I

be with me rather than with your family?" she asked as she broke the

parents sent a brief letter saying that they would not be attending. There was not one word of congratulations or an apology in that letter, yet it did not bother me one bit. The moment when Arielle gave

that you do not remember me. It seems that you still do not have any memories of me,"

say something

anyone's fault, it is this damn world that opposes

you do not remember...I don't have any parents or family that

am sorry about that day in the hospital,"

was madder at myself for not being able to comfort her

apology before. If it bothered

My bad...

those words to come out as cold as I thought it would. All

a fake

that is not a lie,"

being a fake and imposter, I am

"Pardon?" she said.

there is no need for an apology. If that is all, then I am leaving," I said as I shuffled

stood up

me truthfully then...What am I to you?" she

how to ask for the

Prince Erik approaching us. He had impeccable

lovers," I answered in a

to widen

"...Lovers?"

when

it again. We were lovers," I said with a slightly pricklier

"Why..."

love you so much that it

but many times...you have chosen someone else

me are so painful, it is better if

"That is..."

I was always your second priority. What we had was indeed a relationship, but it was all fake. You suggested that we become fake lovers so that you could tease your fiancé. By making me your fake lover,