"Are you □□?"
"No." He hugged her. Why are you so arrogant? Now, the edges and corners have been almost worn away.
"Let me go! I said, don't touch me." She was struggling, trying to break away from his arms. But when he appeared, I felt happy again.
"I let go before, but not anymore."
This is the story of a man slowly pursuing a woman.
You can try to take a look. I like tender writing.