I met her at a temple fair, the breeze was blowing on the branches, and the sunshine was just right. As we passed each other, I only heard her say, "Remember to come back and be my roommate."
"Then how about I marry you from now on?" "Let's talk about it later."
He didn't hear the words "I'm waiting for you." Later he came back, still the same handsome young man, but without that summer.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
