From Emily's point of view. 

I didn't see Simon for the rest of the afternoon.

I didn't try to look for him either. 

That was because I knew the reason why he was sad, and yet, I couldn't comfort him. 

Perhaps Simon would give up on his feelings towards me because of this. If I were in his place, I would've done the same.

I can understand. 

Just as I firmly thought so, there was a knock on the door that evening. 

I opened it, only to see Simon standing by the door. 

He was dressed in gray sportswear, with his curly golden hair covering his forehead. For a man...