The wish of peeking at women showering is also a kind of romance.

OH KYO KUN! Isn't it said that eating pink noodles turns you into a horny pervert?!

My chest hurts...It hurts. The sound of his name is like a knife in my heart.

If you didn't have someone to hate, you wouldn't know what to do with yourself, would you?

It's not that I've suddenly become stronger or that something has changed. I'm still shaking. But... We don't have to let those fears stop us. What's most important is that we try to rise above our weakness.

It's because you're like that that you're still a virgin, you know.

It's lonely to say goodbye. Very lonely. Please. Cry with me. Maybe there's nothing we can do about this. But at least, for now...cry with me. Like your entire body...is screaming at the sky. Like it's raging against the world. I lost something. And I don't have a single guarantee. The fear of living in this world again after that...I have only a shred of hope to sustain me. So I want you at least...to cry. Cry. Cry with me. Like the day you were first born into this world.