"Sameness is a memorial to youth, but because of the secret that cannot be revealed, it has become the only exclusive memory."
I may be different from others, but no matter how clumsy or immature I am, I hope I can impress you, even if there is no response. I guess I don't need a response either.
That would seem pathetic, like I would just be on my knees begging for your already cheap sympathy.
So, please save some face for me. Although it is useless to scratch the surface, at least it can preserve my last dignity.
After all, I love you just because I love you, no more, no less.
If you really do such things as making fun of other people's feelings, then I think I should stop it, take a step back, and leave more distance between you and me.
It can be regarded as a reunion after a long absence (?), A story about a rational hypocrite and a straight man chasing after each other.
