This is a story I viciously imagined in my mind after I just ended a relationship.
I pursued that boy crazily, passionately, and desperately, but he was always very cold towards me. Maybe you liked me for a few days or a few seconds, but this relationship was too fragile and vulnerable. In the short four months we were together, the relationship we worked hard to cultivate collapsed due to some inexplicable misunderstandings.
That's why I came up with this story. I would rather believe that I owed him something in my previous life, and I need to pay it back in this life. So he became a disaster that I fell in love with at first sight and can never escape in this life.
It can be regarded as saying goodbye to the past.
Goodbye, my disaster, I am going to pursue my own life.