Perhaps, I shouldn't have appeared in this world. What kind of world is this? I never belonged here.
Perhaps, I was destined to have such an ending in the beginning, I shouldn't have thoughts that I shouldn't have, I shouldn't know what love is, that beautiful thing that shouldn't belong to me. It's just a substitute.
"What qualifications do you have to talk about love, do you understand? Are you worthy? What do you think you are? You are just used to create it. It is just a gift I gave to my brother to make him happy. Do you deserve to say that you love my brother? Get out, you'd better get away." When I told my master that I loved that person, I should have known the result, but I still said it without hesitation.