You are very kind and I like you very much. I am a pessimist in reality, but you are the only romance in my real world. I didn't believe in the oath that I would never give up regardless of poverty, wealth, sickness, or health. But because of you, I believe it! I believe that one day you will put a ring on someone's ring finger and make such a promise. It's unreasonable for me to do things, and it doesn't make sense for me to like you. If I am full of fantasy about this world, it can only be because of you. If one day I leave this world in a hurry... Then you must be among the regrets in this world...
Intention: Is there really a love that will never be spoken out?