That year, that him, was the best time of my life. It seems like yesterday, that spring, I met him for the first time.
It was a sunny morning. I was walking alone on campus, sighing at the passage of time, and found out that I was about to graduate from college. Suddenly, I heard a familiar song, lingering in my ears, and I followed the sound to a *ping.
He was sitting there, guitar in hand, accompanied by soothing music, and his voice was like gurgling water, making people unconsciously immersed in it. He has shiny black hair, clear and bright eyes, and a smile that makes people want to find out. He is like a male god who fell from the sky.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
