What you ask for but don't get, the heart-breaking pain of love, why does it arise and why does it die? Just because of the fate of the previous generation, this generation's mistakes were made.
"I only ask one question. Please answer me truthfully... From the past to the present, even if it's just for a moment, have you ever truly loved me?"
"..."
"Is this question so difficult to answer?" I clenched my fists tighter and tighter. What was I expecting? What could this answer change now?