The story begins: "I drew her with shaggy hair and slow movements, like a sloth with fried hair."
"Hey, sloth, do you think this emoticon looks like you? This emoticon is my favorite."
"Sloth, I'm leaving. Will you... Miss me?"
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"I painted him. His name is like durian. I quite like eating durian."
"Pig head, this doesn't look like me."
"Who will miss you?"
"You don't like me anymore, right?"
"Liar, big liar, I hate you"
"I want to go to the same high school as you"
"Don't be so cold, okay?"
"I regret it..."
Intention: The autumn wind may have touched your and my heart