I don't want to think about it anymore, so please don't show up next to me.
I will meet you again, it is fate.
Bad fate.
Looking up at the sky, I never thought I would meet you again.
But we still met.
So, are you going to lock me down?
How is that possible? I will pester you until death.
…………
It suddenly occurred to me that I had seen a book before. My favorite sentence in the book.
The person I like has the most handsome profile in the world.
Then don't I want to reply to you?
The person I like, she has the most beautiful makeup in the world.
Why! What do you mean? Do you think I don't look good with makeup?
Hey - did I say that?