When I fall in love with someone, I think about what she was like when she was a child.
I also feel a little bit regretful because I can't be involved in her past.
I thought that when she was a child, she must have been very cute with her little pouty mouth, stumbling around, and acting like a fussy person.
So, I just thought about writing a short story. It must be very happy to have a lover by your side while growing up.
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