May stood frozen, not expecting him to suddenly say such words.
Thank you for always quietly putting a blanket over him during his lunch breaks.
Thank you for knowing he prefers mineral water over carbonated drinks.
Thank you for always preparing his favorite fruit wine for him.
Thank you for standing up for him whenever others bullied him in the crew.
Thank you for not burdening him too much even though you like him.
Thank you for being so good to him.
May looked into his sincere eyes and bit her lip, filled with blame as she said, "What's wrong with you? Why say this now, it makes me feel so bad, I almost want to cry..."
As she spoke, she burst into tears.
The feeling was indeed uncomfortable, like a hand tightly gripping her throat, making her have to cry to feel better.
Finn parked the car by the roadside, furrowing his brow. He had never comforted anyone, but he didn't want to make her sad before parting: "Don't cry."
She couldn't control it, tears fell relentlessly.
