When I was a child, I lived in "Langli Street". People often said that there was an ugly pervert on the far left of this street, and he actually liked men. I was "lucky" to meet this pervert. In my child's perception, he looked good to me. Although he was good-looking, he was not as ugly as the rumors said! "Kid, you looked at me for too long!" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." After that, every time I went out, I saw him and waved to me. I was so scared, but I didn't dare to tell my mother, but he gave me candy and asked me to marry him. I didn't understand, shouldn't boys be with girls? (??)
Concept: I fell in love with the pervert who stalked me