Got On His Love Pirate Ship

On my twentieth New Year’s Eve, I learned to smoke for the first time.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

It turns out that inhaling smoke into my lungs really can’t take her out of my heart.

But I stubbornly thought it was because I didn’t smoke enough.

Since then, I avoided her, acted coldly towards her, but hoped she would love me forever.

I am a despicable coward.

One day, at a dinner gathering where I saw Sophia, I was smoking. When I noticed her approaching, I immediately extinguished the cigarette.

But upon closer inspection, I realized it wasn’t Melody. My spirits instantly dropped, and I drank several glasses of alcohol.

I missed Melody, but I couldn’t go see her.

I made a mistake; I actually mistook Sophia for Melody.

Looking at her face, I couldn’t control myself. Since I had been drinking, I gently kissed her.

But at the moment before the kiss, I suddenly sobered up.

I am a bastard and a coward.

My actions with Sophia were captured by the media, and Sophia asked me to create a fake scandal with her.

I knew I was wrong that day. Not only did I agree to her request, but I also provided her with many resources.

But I also, in a very despicable way, wanted to know what would happen if Melody found out about me and Sophia.

So I bought an ordinary teddy bear and gave it to Sophia.

I slapped myself in the face. When it comes to being a jerk, probably no one in the world can surpass me.