Junjou Romantica (2015)

There are some people who possess certain things that money cannot buy… as if it is as natural as breathing…

Is there a limit to how much you can love somebody? No matter how much I hurt him or get hurt by him, I find myself far from hating him, actually hoping that those wounds will scar, like burns…because then you can never forget me.

Why is it that I’m anxious when I love him? No. I love him, that’s why I’m anxious. It’s because I love you that even if I take off the armor I’ve worn all my life, I’ll still chase after you.

I wonder… isn’t it that when you become an adult, you have freedom to explore such a large world. I wonder why is it I feel that the world is so constricted at this moment.

I’m so happy I think I might die.

It pisses me off… Like a knife, he violates me even through my ears.

He is so twisted that if he sees someone wandering around lost, he’s the kind of guy who will screw and toy around with the poor soul before he even bothers to help… IF he even bothers to help!

The pain… the pleasure… and the shame all drive me crazy.

No, pause! I just went into totally stupid girly virgin mode!!

To be loved out of sympathy is more devastating than to be rejected.

To everything that comes near you, I am jealous.

I have a lot of different words desperately trying to get my message across. However, you, were able to pass on what you wanted to say with just a few of them.

I am not a person who only wants to receive things from him, I want to be the person who can give things to him.

When you love someone, I think it’s only natural to worry about what they love.

When you fight hard and fail, the regret is easier to get past than the regret of not trying.

To be able to stay beside a beloved one is the special privilege of a friend.

The moment you challenged me, you had already lost.

Even if you hate it or whatever, I’ll never let go of you. If you run away, I’ll probably come after you and lock you up.