From the beginning, Doru only looked at my friend Maori.
Of course.
Because the robbery was not for me, but for Maori.
I was just a supporting character, a friend of Maori or just a school girl A.
I don't need to explain how the love of such characters will turn out.
It's just that female student A falls in love with the main character.

--- p.15

“I don’t think Mr. Wataya has ever experienced anything like desperate love.”
For a moment, the senior showed a surprised expression.
It was only then that I realized how rude I had been.
When I was embarrassed and about to apologize, my senior spoke quietly.
“You just don’t know.”
"yes?"
Senior Wataya smiled again.
He looked very sad.

--- p.31

At the time, I was a little jealous because I felt like my best friend Maori had been taken away by Doru.
As the feeling suggests, Doru was Maori's boyfriend.
It was nothing more, nothing less.
There was no such thing as romantic feelings anywhere.
A peculiar child who, like me, seems somewhat cold, likes pure literature, and is good at housework and cooking.
It was later that he developed romantic feelings for Doru.
It was only later that I began to feel a slight sense of admiration for Maori.
To Doru… … , I ended up kissing him.

--- pp.57~58

The man and woman sitting in front of me quietly held hands.
My hands trembled at the sight.
Wouldn't that be too shameless?
I wonder if you will find it unpleasant.
Although nervous, I boldly grabbed Senior Wataya's hand.
I read it somewhere.
Love is a desperate longing to feel like you're going to die, and it's a longing to hold the other person's hand.
And the greatest happiness in love lies there.

--- pp.84~85

“So, do you know who Wataya-senpai dated in high school? It seems like you still can’t forget that person, senpai.” I think my eyes widened without me realizing it.
Because that was a completely unexpected story.
Izumi dated someone in high school? I was a little confused.
Is that true?
--- p.118

“Thank you Maori.
“Be my friend.” I……, didn’t know.
That Izumi can smile like this.
She was saving something.
I treasured something and kept it deep in my heart.
There was light inside Izumi.
A light that is invisible to others.
Perhaps even Izumi herself was unaware of the warm, soft light that was emanating from her center.
That's something I didn't know about her in high school.
Where did Izumi get that?
Where did you find it?
When did it change?

--- p.137

I... ... , what was it like?
When you were in high school, didn't you have a crush on anyone?
Perhaps he didn't have the luxury of doing so because he had a disorder called anterograde amnesia.
It wasn't written specifically in the diary either.
But why is it that after recovering from memory loss, I don't feel moved by anyone?
No matter how affectionate and beautiful a man I see, or how trustworthy a person I meet, my heart never responds.
As if someone precious to me was already in my heart.

--- p.139

There are no Maori here now.
I wonder if I can ever be forgiven.
I won't tell anyone, and I won't leave it anywhere.
Would it be okay if I made some memories with Doru and myself?
With that thought in mind, I look at the tower without saying anything.

--- p.164