As I read a book next to you, I find myself gazing absentmindedly at your profile. What if I fall in love with you even more? I can't contain my feelings. I wonder where my feelings will lead. It's too hot outside, I can't even open the window. I wonder if it'll bother you if I fall in love with you even more. Is it okay for me to fall in love with you? I softly ask this question of your profile. The words that come out are... Please lend me that book when you've finished reading it. I want to read the book you're so passionate about. Is it okay for me to fall in love with you even more? What should I do? I'll wait quietly until you close the book.