For Your Failed Unrequited Love

Xenomium Academy, male student dormitory.

After he had returned from class, Felix dropped all the gifts and letters he had been holding on the table.
The gifts were from the female students of Xenomium Academy.
Felix’s rough handling caused some of the carefully wrapped gifts to fall off the table. 

Adrian, who was reading a book on the sofa, frowned as he picked them up.
His name was written in cursive on the wrapping paper.

 “Why are you even taking my presents?”

With a shrug of the shoulders, Felix replied, “What was I supposed to do when they gave it to me thinking I was you?”

“Are you not going to grow your hair back out again?”

“……it’s hot.”

Felix smiled playfully as he picked up the carefully wrapped handmade cookies next to him.
He unraveled the ribbon with a touch of excitement and threw the cookies into his mouth one by one. 

Adrian shook his head as he looked at Felix’s short hair.
After the summer break, Felix’s long hair was cut short.
He was then frequently mistaken for Adrian, his twin brother. 

Their face, height and voice were so similar that it was difficult to tell them apart.
The only difference between them was the length of their hair. 

Adrian, the younger twin, had his short blonde hair tucked behind his ear.
He was neatly dressed in a school uniform.
The older twin Felix, however, had long blonde hair that hung over his shoulders.
His shirt was never buttoned properly. 

This was the method of distinguishing the Berg twins that was widely known among academy students and teachers.

Felix and Adrian had been following these ‘rules’ for years now.
It annoyed them when people mistook them for another twin.
But, on the first day of the new semester, Felix broke the rule; his once long blonde hair had been cut short. 

“People might get confused,” Adrian complained.

“Then let’s change it.
From now on, you grow it out.” Felix responded lightly, as if he had no intention of taking his twin brother seriously.

“No one will be able to tell us apart now, not even our parents.”

Felix chuckled when he heard Adrian’s words.
If it were their mother and father, he really thought that that would be the case.

“What does the length of my hair have to do with it?” Felix put the last cookie in his mouth and dusted off the crumbs from his hands.
“As long as we are the Princes of Berg, they will not care who we really are.”

Felix’s next class would only have a short break.
With a tired expression, he stretched his arms and stood up. 

“Why are you so free when I’m so busy? Don’t you have a class?” 

“What do you mean you’re free?” Adrian frowned at Felix’s question.
“I need to get to work on the student council right away.
There’s also work at the library.”

Adrian was the president of the student council as well as the librarian.
It was a passion Felix could never understand. 

“That’s why I told you to take the required courses beforehand.
Aren’t you busy right now because you skipped classes and played hard?”

Felix quickly left the room with his bag when his younger brother began nagging.
Adrian couldn’t be stopped from his lecture once he started. 

The second semester began anew. 

Autumn had arrived, but the campus was still in its last leg of summer.
The stinging heat of the sun beating down on the crown, and the chirping cicadas sounded like rain from the fresh green trees.

Walking on the hot campus, Felix thought about what Adrian said.

Now no one will be able to tell us apart.
Even our parents.

It was true that even their parents wouldn’t be able to tell them apart.
Felix remembered the faces of his mother and father, who repeatedly called him Adrian.

But it was not true that no one would be able to tell them apart.

Since there was ‘her’.

Felix was walking along the road, kicking a stone, when he came to a complete stop.
Speak of the devil and he shall appear.
The person walking from across the street was none other than ‘her’.

“Lucy Keenan.” Felix muttered the girl’s name.

Her wavy, light brown hair was neatly braided.
She was wearing a shirt that was buttoned up to the neck in this hot weather.

Even her steps were straight and upright.
She was walking down the street looking at a small note and the young lady suddenly looked up as if she felt someone’s eyes on her.

Lucy Keenan’s eyes widened, then narrowed, then widened again, as she stood upon discovering Felix.

No, it’s getting narrow again.

Think about it.

Felix laughed quietly to himself, amused at her rapidly changing expression.
She must be wondering whether t