"Ore – sama" was all he could hear. He couldn't think of anything else. Ever since "that" day, the only thing he could think of was how "he" would call him. " ore-sama , ore-sama , ore-sama" Everywhere he went , "his" voice was heard. And only one thing "he" says. " ore-sama." He couldn't think of BUT "him". Then "his" voice was heard again. But this time "he" says this.
" Ore- sama,
I Love You"