If I could start over, I would never again give myself up for a long-distance relationship. The years we wasted cannot be relived. Now that we've met again, we've truly only missed our chance.
If I could start over, I would never have let her walk past me. Her smile once belonged to me, but now all that remains is regret and resentment.
If I could start over, I probably wouldn't get involved in someone else's relationship again. I'd wait patiently for someone who belonged entirely to me.
If "if" is the word I believe in least, I won't hand my life over to it. Time has brought her to my side. This moment, this pleasant haze of drink, is all mine.
Well, no matter what, it's really disgusting for someone to eat secretly behind his girlfriend's back. Can such a person be a male protagonist?