There was a big boy playing basketball on the court. He played for one day, two days, three days... Hitting the basket and playing basketball on the court touched my heart.
I like it, it's the breeze, it's the morning glow, it's the blush on the cheeks, it's the way millions of people can't hold anything else in their hearts.
Thrilling and impulsive waiting...
If it's you, it doesn't matter if you wait...
Love rises with the wind but never falls with the wind...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
