Just like his name.
I think he is snow.
It looks beautiful, but it's a bit cold when you get close to it, but if you touch it, it can melt. This is how Yuki feels in my eyes.
I started to understand him a little bit and knew what he would think. And then grew to like him more.
But, sometimes I really don't understand him. Although he is very gentle, he is really strange. He would kiss me but not often, and the uneasiness grew and grew.
I know very well that he still doesn't love me.
My snow.
It must be because I'm not warm enough to melt you.
I'm really sorry.
So, don't be sad.
Give me some pain, please?
The happiness I want is not like this, not like this.