Rough guy, gentle and detailed attack × innocent, shy, gentle and accepting
"Then who are we?"
"I like you, I want to take you away, and I want you to be my wife."
"I'm not a girl"
"Then please please me, okay?"
Those indescribable years are so special and inexplicable...
Loving you will be like the fallen leaves blown by the autumn wind, lying at your feet, turning into nutrients for your growth, and growing into your leaves again...
Intention: Growing into a tree is as great as blooming into a flower