I'M Quite An Impatient Lover

"Wh-what the hell are you… b-talking?" Rolling her dilated pupils, trying to suppress her grief, she tried to counter his words in a fussy manner.

"He may be your first love… but… I intend to be your last love… no matter how long we can be together next to each other. And I'm serious". With a slight, bold smile on his face, he crossed his arms over his chest, sounding rather firm.

Clenching her fist, a wave of emotional turbulence engulfed her as she sat motionless, fixing her scowl on him. The angrier she got, the more he seemed relieved.

"I know… maybe it sounds too desperate… but… I believe that I still have a chance for you. If... the person you love reciprocates your feelings, I promise you a life without any shift.