I’ve always wanted a girlfriend. For the eighteen years until I entered university, I had lived a life with almost no contact with women. There were girls in my class when I was in elementary school, but for the six years after I entered an integrated junior and senior high school for boys, I had no contact with women at all. The world of men is fun in its own way. I was generally allowed to do whatever I wanted, and I had a lot of good memories of being with other guys and doing a lot of s*upid things with them. However. I am now 18 years old, and I have a lot of s*xual desire. I really want a girlfriend. I want to make out with her. I want to feel the softness of a girl. To be frank, I want to do a lot of erot*c things. No, for the time being, I don’t want to get that much happiness that I don’t deserve. For the time being, I want to enjoy chatting with girls. I want to be thrilled by the scent of shampoo wafting through the air when a girl is next to me. I want to fall in love, even if it’s a one-sided love. I want a woman in my life. That’s all. That’s all I have to say. “…. I’ve made a reservation for a girlfriend.”