Our communication halts, I panic Did I send anything weird?
I bear it and reply With a facade of emotional words They break my heart’s defense lines so easily
I can’t ask about last night It’d be swept away by the laughs in the classroom
Our eyes meet, I feel dizzy So this is love? It’s way too dangerous Teach me how adults love, I’ll try hard, so I wouldn’t mind taking on your colors
It’s a lovely, pure time When I want you to dote on me Deep inside my chest feels clenched so tight
I can’t stop thinking about last night Behind the school,
I say “sorry for calling you suddenly”
Only a step’s distance between our hands; I was entranced, they touched, I blushed So this is love? You’re such a grown-up Should I teach you how a girl loves? You don’t need that, do you? After all, I’ll soon be colored by you
So selfish, the Minister of Selfishness, I’m always always like that And sentimental, sometimes I work As the Minister of Sentiment, too
Our eyes meet, I feel dizzy If this is love, I can give it my all
We’re a perfect match, so I wanna be told “you two look cute together” Teach me our lines of fate, I just can’t go on not knowing Feels like I’ll be lost and die for sure I’ll take on your colors, so I’m ready anytime