As a senior (pseudo) two-dimensional, entry-level (real) fujoshi, I! For my cp, I have exhausted my heart, racked my brains, worked tirelessly, worked hard, and worked hard, just so that they can be sweet, harmonious, and happy to produce sugar, but! Why, fate refuses to let me go...
The above is the lucky (stretched out) and miserable journey of my sugar-cooking journey!
I am in pain and happy/ᐠ ｡‸ ｡ᐟ.
Purpose: Even if you are so weak that you will die, you must still work hard to live~