(No heroine)
I once ignored my face and figure in order to get close to you, and stumbled like a vine stretching towards the sun.
You laughed at me because you only cared about getting close and forgot to decorate yourself with lush branches and leaves. I also laughed at my own embarrassment.
It's just that I'm thinking, if you love me too, you can see how deep my roots are.
(A useless cliche love)
Intent: A useless little story