For nine years of being with you, you only called me by my nickname four times.

The first was when I told you to call me by my nickname,

The second was when I stole your favorite game

console,

The third was when I agreed to be in a relationship with you;

and the fourth was when our bodies became one.

"Yuan... is that you..?" this is the fifth time you called me by that name my birth mother personally pick for me albeit the fact that it is unconnected with my real name.

Every time I hear that word escaping from your mouth and is emotionally being addressed to me, I could feel my heart exploding. It makes me feel like I'm on cloud nine.

But...

That was before... The old feeling was vanished by something dreadful...

Your face, the expression you make, your attitude, your body.. everything about you especially when you call me Yuan doesn't excite me anymore.

It only scares me...