The story that slowly formed in my mind but never left me. The heroine decided to experience what the world interprets as the love between a man and a woman before she passed away.
The emotional thing - love. There must be people around us who don't fall in love and avoid talking about feelings. They show disdain, but believe me they are definitely not
Hypocrisy is just the reverence for holy love. They don't need something that comes and goes quickly. The heroine also believes this, so she uses
She chose the male protagonist, but she far underestimated his feelings. The heroine only wants to be a passer-by in the hero's life. Still the same sentence: If he becomes her life
So will she just be his passerby? There is only one possibility. With the choice of your heart, how can you just make do with someone to fulfill your last wish? Fear
I'm afraid I've fallen in love a long time ago. Even so there is always a choice...