I want to hold the summer breeze in my arms with you and watch the orange soda-flavored sunset together; I want to put on a short skirt in the name of summer, and take away your thoughts for the moon. I look forward to your blushing reaction, to the sweet summer wind, to the taste of summer and your greenness, and to the summer with you. I hope you can blush unbridled by my side every midsummer. The taste of midsummer is warm and sweet.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
