Look at the Cherry Blossom Tree Again

This is a story about youth. Do you remember where we met? I don't know if the cherry blossom tree from when we first met is still there. Take me to see it again, okay? She slowly closed her eyes in the orange sunset, under the cherry blossom tree covered with petals. Emotions are like music. Maybe one of our wrong beats will affect the entire score. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.