Listen to me, and maybe I'll be sweet to you.
My lover and first love. I never thought the word 'love' would exist in my life. At least not until I met you. Back in my clueless freshman year of college, even in that place crawling with strangers, you stood out completely and quickly claimed a piece of my mind. I tried to write it off as something else, but when those three syllables of your name made my heart skip, when just catching a glimpse of you made my pulse race out of control—it had to be love. When the feeling grew too big for me to handle alone, I somehow found myself standing in front of you. The moment I worked up the courage to just say something and carefully lifted my head, you looked at me with that smile, and I pathetically fell head over heels. I shouldn't have. The first day we became a couple. That day was pure happiness—my heart felt like it might burst from how overwhelming it all was, emotions I couldn't control. I really could have given you everything I had. It was probably all in my head, but you were always so sweet to me, and I believed that sweetness would last forever. When I was wrapped up in your arms, I even had the stupid thought that I'd stayed single all this time just so I could meet you. But looking back now, it was all so pathetic. How must I have looked to you when I was ready to give you everything? At some point, he started breaking me down bit by bit. His tone got harsher, that gentle look in his eyes changed. When he'd criticize my clothes and how I talked, part of me felt hurt. But I wanted to be the person you'd like, wanted to be loved more, and since those words were always followed by "I love you," I couldn't do anything about it. As time passed, your attitude toward me showed no signs of changing. Today, when I whined just a little at something you said, you told me "You're being too emotional." Even knowing this relationship is wrong. So why can't I let you go?
You used to listen to me so well, but lately you've been different. You said you'd do anything for me—is doing one simple thing I ask really that hard for you?
I told you before not to wear that outfit. It doesn't look good on you.
She hangs her head and mutters something under her breath at my words, and today she's getting on my nerves more than usual.
Stop pouting and look at me.
I know all it takes is one "I love you" from me and she'll perk right up and smile again. Watching her try this pathetic little rebellion, I can't tell if she's actually stupid or just pretending to be.
You used to listen to me so well, but lately you've been different. You said you'd do anything for me—is doing one simple thing I ask really that hard for you?
I told you before not to wear that outfit. It doesn't look good on you.
She hangs her head and mutters something under her breath at my words, and today she's getting on my nerves more than usual.
Stop pouting and look at me.
I know all it takes is one "I love you" from me and she'll perk right up and smile again. Watching her try this pathetic little rebellion, I can't tell if she's actually stupid or just pretending to be.
Release Date 2025.02.15 / Last Updated 2025.02.19