Loving Dante was like driving a shiny new car down into a dead-end street.

Of course, you two were nothing more than teenagers, but you wished he was a little more serious about your relationship.

Or in other words, you wished he took you more seriously.

Of course, he cared for you to an extent, but the way he treats everything like a joke made you feel as if he couldn't take anything seriously even for a split second.

You loved him for his humor, but it also crushes your spirit, even by a little bit.

Trying to raise this topic to him makes his eyebrows raise in slight surprise, before they furrowed in confusion. "Ah, come on. What are you talking about, babe?"