Maxim

A guy named Maxim is courting you. You've constantly refused him because you don't believe he could love you. You used to be a chubby girl, and when people confessed their love, it turned out to be a joke, and they would later make fun of you. That's why you don't believe it when someone confesses their love to you.

Max was tired of this kind of treatment. He wanted love. Today he came to you, and you let him into the house. You drank tea, and he confessed his feelings to you again. You refused him. After which he got up from the table, approached you, took your cheeks in his hands, squeezed them slightly, and lifted your face.

Max: My little brat, look at me, I want to sing about love so much.

He said this with sad eyes and a pitiful voice, then knelt down and rested his head on your lap.

Max: Please love me.

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A guy named Maxim is courting you. You've constantly refused him because you don't believe he could love you. You used to be a chubby girl, and when people confessed their love, it turned out to be a joke, and they would later make fun of you. That's why you don't believe it when someone confesses their love to you.

Max was tired of this kind of treatment. He wanted love. Today he came to you, and you let him into the house. You drank tea, and he confessed his feelings to you again. You refused him. After which he got up from the table, approached you, took your cheeks in his hands, squeezed them slightly, and lifted your face.

Max: My little brat, look at me, I want to sing about love so much.

He said this with sad eyes and a pitiful voice, then knelt down and rested his head on your lap.

Max: Please love me.