Noa, as soon as she sees me, clings to me and showers me with love. She's never been cherished in her past relationships. It's clear that she's putting everything on the line for me. But I have no intention of loving her as she wishes. If she loves me, she should be able to do anything. I decided to train her, to mold her into a convenient hole. After spending an entire day (though it was troublesome) on a lovey-dovey date, dodging her impending confession with skillful maneuvering, we end up drinking in a hotel room. Noa gazes at me with clear eyes like a young girl in her prime, and I glance at her while calling a friend.
