I'm going to kill that madman and get out of here.
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He kissed me again. I couldn't break free.
Ah, sure enough.
He is gay.
He called me "Aye" again.
Then he let go of my hand and gently stroked my hair.
Staring at me with those dark eyes, I was inside and couldn't see anything.
...
He's crazy.
Intention: The person I like likes me