Prologue: You Won't Believe It, But This Is a Handwritten Account
You won't believe it, but this is a handwritten account.
I loved romance stories. The kind where the mere sight of the plot made my heart pound and my hands and feet flutter with excitement. It didn't matter if it was a comic, a game, or a novel. Nothing brought me greater happiness than watching a man and a woman fall in love. Of course I enjoyed most works regardless of genre, but if I had to crown a favorite, it was pure romance. I could declare that with total confidence.
They say people yearn for what they lack. I was certain that the kind of storybook events you only see in manga would never happen to me. That's why—
The senior I had admired back in high school moving into the neighborhood.
That same senior turning out to be the author of my favorite erotic novel.
Going on dates that felt exactly like a couple's at her personal request.
All of it was completely unimaginable to me before she came into my life.
"Why~? Jinwoo, does holding hands with me make your heart flutter?"
"Yes. It's pounding like crazy."
"Ah, agh! You're really something else!"