At that time I took everything to heart. I thought that as long as we were so serious about love, it would be smooth sailing. Later, I failed and tried all the ways to forget him many times. That was the beginning of Del. "I was used to talking about love, but one day I suddenly wanted to talk about love. The person who deserved it was nowhere to be found. The love I talked about was like being given anesthesia and told another person. At the beginning of the relationship, I regarded the other person as my daily chores. When the relationship ended, I suddenly found that I had nothing to do." Is this considered a failure?