Even though I knew he didn't love me, I readily agreed to his proposal regardless of his motives. Because I thought that in the days to come, I would make him fall in love with me.
But before I even heard him say he loved me, I realized that he didn't love me just because there was someone living in his heart. But I was killed by the woman who was always at the forefront of his heart, and my heart also died.
But when I opened my eyes again, the gears of fate began to turn in the opposite direction.
People who should be infatuated are no longer infatuated, and people who should be indifferent have become dark!