After reading too many novels, I always feel that all love stories are equally vulgar, but I am obsessed with the pretentiousness of the words again and again. The three words "I love you" are expressed in various ways by humans, but they cannot compare to the hands that never let go and the arms that are always open. Even though I know that fate may lead us to death, I can't help but approach you and fall in love with you.
Intention: Love needs to be learned.