Sekai Ichi - Hatsukoi

The story was published. It became a surprise hit, praised for its “raw emotion and surprising humor.” And Ritsu, despite himself, started doodling again—not for Aya, not for Marukawa, but for the boy who had fished his broken heart out of a trash can and held onto it for a decade.

Worst of all, Takano kept lingering. He’d lean over Ritsu’s shoulder, whisper, “You really thought love was that hopeless, huh?” or “Page twelve—that crying scene. Were you thinking of me?” Sekai Ichi Hatsukoi

Takano snatched it. His eyes scanned the first page. Then he laughed—a low, dangerous sound that made Ritsu’s soul leave his body. The story was published

It was his manuscript. From ten years ago. He’d lean over Ritsu’s shoulder, whisper, “You really

Panic prickled his skin. He had thrown that story away—literally tossed it into a trash bin outside the school library after his then-boyfriend, Masamune Takano, had broken his heart. How did it end up here? And why was it submitted to his department?