I really want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs. I told you this a long time ago. Did you not take my words to heart?
The young man who promised to always protect me completely forgot about me without saying a word. Did I lose him?
I like him so much that I can't even bear to say "I like you" even after it has flowed on the tip of my tongue a thousand times.
How could I forget? I haven't been able to buy anything since I got off work too late recently. Will I make it for you tomorrow?
It was not my intention to forget you. Now that I remember you, are you still willing to be protected by me?
In fact, secret love is not so painful. Liking itself is a thing worthy of joy.
Intention: Look, there is always light in this world