This is my memoir about my misadventures that consists the moments that I was still persuading him to reciprocate my feelings for I am someone who loves him deeply than he ever imagined. But I'm no one, to him I'm only his enthusiast, his fan and his admirer. He abhors me because I have hurt his love. His axis and his star. He even called me crazy, obsessed rather. I'm only in love yeobo, head over heels over you. Call me desperate I'm just in love. Call me obsessed, again, I'm just in love.