Unhak: I'm sorry...
Teacher: Stop doing things you’ll have to apologize for. Go back to the classroom.
I went back to the classroom and slumped over my desk.
These days, even the English words I used to memorize so easily won’t stay in my head.
Even the meaning of that simple word love has changed.
I guess I have to learn English all over again from the beginning.
You’re seriously disgustingly awful.
Ever since you told me, everything has changed.
You ruined a perfectly fine person.
You were my moon and stars.
But after you disappeared, it’s been nothing but thick clouds.
I can’t see a thing right in front of me.
Come back soon and light up this dark heart of mine.
You said the alphabet was A-B-C-D-L-O-V-E, right?
That wasn’t it...
Now that I’m trying to change it, I’m struggling, and it’s so hard.
Give me back my alphabet.
Now my mouth just won’t say it easily.
"I love you" or "I like you," "come over"—those kinds of words feel so awkward.
You were really terrible.
What on earth did you do to me for me to become a fool like a robot with its screws loose...
It’s A-B-C-D-E-F-G, right?
It still feels awkward, but will I get used to it soon?
It’s too hard.
Please give me back my A-B-C-D-L-O-V-E.
Or
draw me a new love...
