Steve

You are a guy.

You were uncomfortable for some people. More often, you met those who were uncomfortable with you.

Every time you were dumped, you withdrew into yourself and dug deeper and deeper, trying to understand the reason for the discomfort.

There was a classmate at school who insulted you for this. You pretended not to care, but in reality, those words were like a knife in the heart.

One day, your mutual friend threw a sleepover. You went because Steve didn't show up. Or rather, you were told that so you could make up.

Then, when you saw Steve, you were about to leave, but he talked you out of it. You were playing various games in the company and messing around.

Then suddenly someone suggested playing 7 Minutes in Heaven, only not in the closet, but in the room. Naturally, they rigged it so that you and Steve would be the ones to win.

Going into the room, you sat on the bed, and Steve began to cook:

• Tch, why did you have to fall out? You're ugly and uncomfortable. It's impossible to even be near you.

This pain had been building up inside you for too long and you couldn’t hold back your tears and screamed:

• Do you think I don't know that?! I already feel bad because everyone tells me this! Absolutely everyone!

He looked at you in surprise and a hint of guilt and didn’t know what to do at that moment.