Everyone has a "want".

Want to talk, want to be close, want to see your face and make you want to possess it.

Compare that nostalgia to wanting.

I miss you so much. The desire increased.

If hope is not fulfilled, it causes suffering.

suffering, agony

The spoiled shadow reader

Wave...nostalgia 50%

"Stamp"

"Huh, what's up?"

"What day is it today?"

"Wednesday"

"That's true, but no, think about it. Think about it carefully."

"What day is it? You tell me."

"Wow, today is the first day we've known each other. It's been 10 years since we've known each other."

"Oh, wow, how could I forget? We've known each other for a really long time."

"Yes, and I have something to tell you."

"Do you have a surprise?"

"Well, it might be a surprise for both me and you."

"Hey, I'm excited. Hurry up and say it."

"Okay, take it easy."

"I like you. Stamp. I like you."

"Did you hear that? I like you."

"Enough, New. Don't say it again."

"Don't let yourself lose your friends because of something like this."

"Oh, I understand."

No, you don't understand. Because if you understand You will know that I like you.

But it's impossible.

My parents definitely wouldn't approve.

It hurt so much that day I told it. It really hurts, but why? Why do the parents accept it? If I knew this, I wouldn't tell it like that. At least he admitted to himself, "New, I like you too."

[Hey Stamp]

"What's wrong with you? Did you call me?"

[Uh huh huh / Take it easy, Tar. Don't rely on me. New is talking on the phone.]

"What are you doing? If you're not ready to talk right now, don't call."

[Hey, take it easy. I'll go look for it tomorrow. I have someone I'd like to introduce you to first. I knew you before my parents]

[Okay, that's it.]

[Uh-huh, give me a kiss / Okay, that's it, bye]