"Those'll be your last words." "I love you?"
“People say losing something is worse than never having it. But that's just because they don't know the pain of never having something.”
“When did you start spouting things that actually make sense?”
“Ever since I tried to pursue a relationship.”
“Maybe, if my goal was to be noticed at all. I mean seriously, who ignores someone's existence like that?”
“Oh wait, I can think of someone.”
“It's the same person isn't it?”
“...I'm not even gonna grace that with an answer.”
“You can't be this dense.”
“Oh, eloquent Mr Smooth.”
“Why are you angry at me? What did I do?”
“Sometimes you are so blind, and I'm not even making a pun about your bad vision either.”
“Now I'm really confused. What are you trying to say?”
“That I'm in love with a jerk.”
“And that makes you angry at me why? Why are you looking at me like that? Oh my gosh. You did not just do that.”
“You finally got it huh. Took you long enough. Wow your ears are really red.”
“J-just stop! This is embarrassing!”
“Does that mean you accept?”
“W-what do you--just what makes you think that I’ll accept something like that insulting confession!”
“Alright, if I knew you liked it straightforward I would've forgone this farce. Will you go out with me?”
“Hey! I mean it, I don't cry! And don't just slip something romantic in there! There's so much I want to retort on right now.”
“On-only a little bit. How can you tell?”
“How can I not, what with that tomato face of yours.”
“Shut up! You make want to beat you to death, I swear! No amount of affection will save you when I'm done with you.”
“I wouldn't have it any other way. Why? Because I love you.”
“There's no need to be angry. I love you.”
“Wipe that stupid smirk off your face and die!”
“Those’ll be your last words.”
