Oh Romeo, why are you Romeo?
What on earth divides us?
If only I could go back to that time, if only I could go back and slap you in the face and walk away from you with dignity. I wouldn't be this miserable now. At least, I would be less miserable than I am now.
When I bit into the fruit of the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil, the first taste was incredibly sweet. It was so intoxicating that I lost control of my mind, and it was fatal. But there's a reason it's called the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil. The aftertaste was terribly bitter. I felt like I'd been cheated, and I was angry. I also licked my lips, wanting to savor the sweetness longer. But the result was the same. The bitterness lingered.
"You're pretty."
What's your name?
.. Yeoju, Seo Yeoju. Those were the words I blurted out when I was drunk. If only those words hadn't been there, if only I hadn't set foot in that place. I wouldn't have to endure this painful, painful, beggarly love, and I wouldn't have to resent it.