“Frontline love is doomed love. It never really develops into anything. But at the peak of its intensity, the feeling is so sharp and spicy that many who experience it become hooked on frontline love as if it were a drug. Sometimes this becomes one of the reasons a person returns to work in hot spots again and again—in the secret hope of meeting her once more. And you don’t even know whether you should pity those unfortunate people for the fact that frontline love almost burned them down. Or, on the contrary, be jealous of them—for their short days of real, unbelievable happiness.”