But my smile disappeared with a remembered. I'm in 4th year of highschool, 1st year college. She wasn't here at school anymore .. She couldn't support me anymore.

I forced myself to finish the game that we won and succeeded. My smile forced my towel and bottle of water to Harris.

"That's not the smile of the winner in the game. What's the problem, Angel?" He was worried about the question. I sat down next to him.

"Even if we are separated from school next school year, even if you are no longer with me at times when I will play, you can still support me, right?" I asked as...