I like your voice the most in this world.

Even though I like kissing... No matter how much I think I want him to stop, that I hate him and want him to let go, in that moment, I couldn't care less. That's why... I'm... wondering whether I'm mistaking that for love.

Why am I fixated on that man? I don't want to realise that now. That I want him to love me. I want him to love me. I want him to love me so much I could die.

How much do I have to pay to get you to sleep with no one but me! Tell me!""W-wait a minute... You're acting strange today... Do you really like me that much?!""I do. I've liked you since the summer of our first year in high school. I've loved you so damn much. Ha... I'll admit it already... I'll die if you throw me away...

Why are you so fixated on that man?