Quite unconventionally, we met during the first snowfall of 2014. He said he thought my hair was too unpleasant and wanted to beat me up. He said my jeans were too girly and he wouldn't let me wear them to meet him. He said that we are not suitable to be lovers. He said that he was suitable for me, but I was not suitable for him. I will keep everything he said in my heart and remember it later.
In the next life, we don't want to meet.