"I don't need to hold hands with you on a date."
Holding hands, hugging, kissing, those are not necessary.
Just touching your face through the glass is enough, just looking at your back from behind the telephone pole is enough.
Those things are totally unnecessary for me.
Cocoon, just like his name, is wrapped in thick silk, and you can't hear any sound when you cover your ears.
He fell in love with the girl who lived next door to the point of death. I hate myself as much as I love you.
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"Is there anything you can do this Valentine's Day?"
"A date."
"Have you finally got up the courage to ask her out? Phew—that's great! Don't worry, that guy won't refuse as long as I'm here."
"Use the bugs and cameras installed in her room to have a date in the room."
"...."
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A synopsis (you will die after reading this): In short, this is a story about a heroine who has never noticed that there is a voyeuristic stalker living next door who is always a pervert, until one day she accidentally sees someone next door trying to wear her underwear. She thought it was just a transvestite, but she did not expect that it was a voyeuristic stalker, yandere and pervert, and she fell in love with him at first sight, and then the voyeuristic stalker, yandere and pervert avoided her in various ways.
[I didn't mean it (who would believe it!)]
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1. The heroine is naturally dark, and the story is light and simple. Nanzhu is a yandere voyeur and a stalker, ah, in short, the above paragraph can explain it better (hey, who cares about you).
2. Mary Sue Xiaobaiwen. You need to be careful when reading the article, there are risks when clicking on it.