James first love

My name is James Smith. I'm in the fifth grade.

I know it's sudden to start with an introduction, but there's a girl I like.

Her name is Olivia Brown.

Sometimes, my dad and mom bring her over to our house. She's an old friend of the family.

My mom says she's a cousin, and my dad says she's a distant relative, but after listening to various people, I found out that we are not related by blood at all.

If we're not related, then why are these sisters (Olivia is the older sister) invited over to our house to play? It's a mystery.

Although I don't know the reason, sometimes the girl I like comes over and plays with my sister.

This was a chance for me.

I was constantly on the lookout for an opportunity to be alone with Olivia.

And then, that day came.

My sister and Sophia (Olivia's younger sister) hit it off and decided to go out shopping for anime merchandise, leaving Olivia and me at home.

We played video games, card games, and even simple word games.

She's so cute.

She has a calm and gentle personality that reminds me of someone.

I wasn't sure who, but I felt comfortable being with her.

"Olivia."

"Yes?"

"I like you, Olivia."

"I like you too, James."

It felt like we were talking about different kinds of "like."

"No, not like that. I like you as a man likes a woman! Please go out with me."

"Um... even if you say that... Dad!"

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Running to call her dad is cheating.

Wait, her dad is really scary, right?

As I braced myself, fearing he might yell at me, I heard him sniffle.

"James, you've grown up. I'm so happy."

What?!

He was wiping his eyes with his fingers, just like my mom does.

That's it. I remembered who Olivia reminds me of.

She reminds me of my mom.

They don't look alike at all, but their gestures? Atmosphere? Aura? Personality? Something is similar.

It's strange since we're not related by blood.

Does that make me a mama's boy? Am I a mama's boy?

It was a thought that seemed to drag me into hell, so I decided to forget it.

"James, I'm sorry. We're still in elementary school, so I can't think about things like that yet."

My first love was over.

When the sisters returned home, my sister whispered.

"Looks like you got rejected."

"Emma! How do you know?"

"Because it was obvious you liked her. Sophia and I even planned to leave you two alone."

Was my love for her that obvious to everyone?

I felt so embarrassed I wanted to die.

That night, I was so obsessed with Olivia that I started to feel weird, and as I was muttering her name and thinking of her naked, I had my first ejaculation.

After it was over, I felt extremely guilty.