[Sorry, I opened a new hole because of my stupidity. I originally wanted to write two articles together. But my dear mother finally broke out and ordered me not to stay up late every day, otherwise I would be kicked out of the house... So I paused for a while, and then I filled in this hole wholeheartedly. I'm really sorry.
One is a photographer whose life has never been troubled, and he is paranoid and unrequitedly in love with his best friend.
One is the president of an entertainment agency who has experienced a few disturbances and was deeply in love with his ex-lover.
What kind of "cohabitation" life will there be between two people who are obviously the least likely to be together?
(The more I wrote the copy, the more I thought "this is a vulgar story"…)
If you like someone for a long time, is it called love?
So, how long can you love someone?
How long can happiness and joy, pain and persistence last?