I don't know how other people spent their seventeenth year, but I know that Nancy's year was a day that she often thought about at night and had to shed tears. Life always slaps you and gives you a date. Fortunately, Nancy has no hope of rebirth and just hides her sincerity temporarily. His appearance is the warmest presence for her for the rest of her life...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
