I really love Nanahira. Like, a lot. Like, a whole lot. You have no idea. I love her so much that it is inexplicable, and I'
m ninety-nine percent sure that I have an unhealthy obsession. I
will never get tired of listening that sweet, angelic voice of hers.
I fall asleep at night dreaming of her holding a personal concert for me, and then she would be sorry tired that she comes and cuddles up to me while we
sleep together. If I could just hold her hand for a brief moment, I could die
happy. If given the opportunity, I would lightly nibble on her ear just to hear what kind of sweet moans she would let out. Then, I would hug her while she clings to my body hoping that I would stop, but I only continue as she moans louder and louder.
I would give up almost anything just for her to look in my general direction. No matter what I do, I am constantly thinking of her. When I wake up, she is the first thing on my mind. When I go to
school, I can only focus on her. When I
go come home, I go on the
computer so that I can listen to her beautiful voice. When I go to
sleep, I dream of her and I living a
happy life together. She is my pride, passion, and joy. If she were to call me "Onii-chan," I would probably get diabetes from her sweetness and die.
I wish for nothing but her
happiness. If it were for her, I would give my life without any second thoughts. Without her, my life would serve no purpose. I really love Nanahira.
