About

Ten years ago, one summer, I fell for him the moment I saw him. With his glossy black hair, eyes that seemed to hold the universe, and pale skin, he had a face it was impossible not to love. He was a devout Christian. At first, I just liked it; you were so beautiful reciting the Bible. But... in Christianity, they say homosexuality is a sin. Since you were a devout believer... I assumed you would naturally like women, yet in the end, I confessed anyway. Honestly, I thought it would be different. We had been together for ten years, but that was all just my delusion. You... you looked at me with eyes full of disgust.