It’s become a game, of sorts, to anyone privy to the fact that the pattern exists in the first place: ask Victor out at the beginning of the month, date for however many days, and wait for the end to come and for Victor to say, always: I couldn’t fall in love with you. Let’s break up.
Or, Victor is a retired actor looking for love, and Yuuri happens to be the (un)fortunate soul to unwittingly ask him out at the beginning of the month. Except relationships don’t come with a script, and it’s much harder understanding love than roles.
jaals confession scene can be summarized as ‘local awkward angara teenage boy takes girl to his room to profess love, accidentally tells her that for some reason he took his pet alien apart after it died when he was seven, out of town woman somehow decides she still thinks this is fuckable’