We got together because I had some resemblance to his stepsister.
In order to protect him, I was hit with a beer bottle and my head was badly bruised.
But he held her tightly in his arms: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."
Later, he cried and begged me not to leave while wearing hospital clothes.
I brushed his hand away lightly: "Sorry, we're not familiar with each other."
