Some people say that love is giving. If you want the person you love to be happy, you will be happy yourself. But my love is selfish, because I hope to get it in return, but unfortunately I don't get it, and it can't stop unless I die. It was an unequal love. I was humbled to the core, and ended up hurting others and myself. I don't ask for much, just that someone loves me. Unfortunately, I have never met anyone who loves me in this life. There are only countless calculations. My fate is never fair.
Intention: After abandoning the halo of the protagonist, what is the truth?