"Do you just think of me as a substitute after all?"
He put one hand on the wall and pulled me into his control. I leaned against the wall and my eye level was only to his chest. Maybe it was the height difference, maybe I was a little confused, but I was so suppressed by his aura that I couldn't move forward. I timidly lowered my head and looked at my toes.
"Am I never able to replace him, the one whose name you say is one word different from mine?" There was anger in his words, "Tell me, am I just a substitute?"
Intention: My heart only belongs to one person