War with Greece

I'm out of love, damn, I know it, so now I'm standing on the top of a twenty-story building. I am really, really sad, because I really, really love that bastard American Pierre, that bastard with flowing blond hair and a handsome walk. Damn it, since I met him, uncle, I have been bad at everything I do. First, I was sexually harassed by the professor, and then sexually harassed by the professor. Anyway, I am a man, so I can't suffer much. Why do you think you, Pierre, are here to join in the fun? A hero saves a beauty. To this day, I still clearly remember the day Pierre rushed into the office and showed his middle finger to the old professor in a very awesome manner, and then scolded him, "yourson ofbitch." Wow, so handsome! I just got out of hand and fell in love so stupidly that I couldn't extricate myself. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.