Starting now is fine. I was raised in the country, yeah, and I wore a tanktop and beach shorts with a lame cap my mom asked me to wear.
So I rode my bike crazy fast to the beach right?
Then, when I reached, there was my classmate, the cutest girl in school.
I might be able to succeed today, I thought
so I asked her to swim together with a smile.
And then she said she'd been waiting for me.
Doesn't that feel kinda like summer?
Evening came, and we talked about how it's about time we went home,
but the atmosphere was like neither of us wanted to go back.
I said, who cares about my bike
and the two of us rode away on her bike. The lukewarm something wrapping my body was slowly cooled down by the wind, and I regained a bit of my calm.
Ah, maybe I went overboard in pretending to be cool, I thought.
Then, the bike stopped in front of my house,
and I said, "Thanks for accompanying me today."
And she said, "it'd be nice to go play again" while blushing.
Then she added.
"If you win the CR Cup." Doesn't that feel kinda like summer?
