"How do you feel now? Is it better?"
I nodded slowly, leaning my head on Hannah's shoulder which felt small to me as I hugged her tightly, letting the warmth of her tiny body fill my whole body.
I don't think I want to be too far from Hannah. If possible, I would like to tie our wrists together and take him wherever I go as long as it is within my reach.
It's just that I don't dare to do it. What if Hannah considers the possessive side I've been hiding from her to be troublesome or scary, and then she walks away from me forever?
Hah, it seems like it's better like this. As long as he doesn't mind my existence, that's more than enough for me.
Or is it really like that?
Maybe yes, maybe not.
If I'm honest, I don't even know what I really want from the figure of my girlfriend stroking my hair gently, and just thinking about it makes me feel like a crazy person.