I am grateful to have met you when I was sixteen or seventeen years old. Today, when I am thirty, I use writing to crush my feelings and stuff them into those years. There is only happiness and sweetness there, but I can never go back. I hope that time can travel and stand still. If I can't, I have to write it out piece by piece to commemorate it forever. Suddenly looking back, I dreamed of standing in that half...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
