Behind My Fiancée's Back, I Bought Myself a Tomb

I bought myself a cemetery plot, but my soon-to-be-married girlfriend had no idea. Because she was accompanying the popular young student to cut down the persimmon tree we had planted together for ten years. Persimmons fell from the sky and hit me on the head, their juice dripping onto my face. Just for a moment, I suddenly forgot why I came here. I want to go home, but I can't remember the way home. After being admitted to the hospital by passers-by, I got the report sheet. The moment I saw the report card. I decided to cancel the wedding.