After being dumped by my boyfriend several months ago... my wounded heart is supposed to heal with time, but it seems that months aren't enough for mine, which still feels constricted. To distract myself from the pain in my heart, I carry around mountains of matcha sweets, nibbling on them whenever I get the chance. The slightly bitter and faint sweetness... reminds me of my ex-boyfriend. I think the best way not to remember the painful things is definitely sex. It feels good, and I just love the act of exercising, so sex is also a very enjoyable sport. Every night with my boyfriend on the bed, those enjoyable matches are also good memories... While thinking about my unforgettable boyfriend, today I want to enjoy a match without him for the first time in a long while. I want to compete with a professional of bed sports and be defeated by the undefeated me. I'm looking for someone who can beat me, someone who has lived solely for sports, including sex. That's the only way I can forget my boyfriend. Today, although it's embarrassing, I want to fully expose my sportsman spirit. Let's squeeze out with my body trained by sex and tennis.
