The midsummer that year seemed to be hotter than in previous years. The girl in the graduation photo smiled sweetly, and behind her was a young man wearing a white shirt and smiling flamboyantly.
It was midsummer when we met, and it was midsummer when we parted. His little rose was always hidden in that midsummer.
"Are you scared? My little classmate."
"Yeah."
"Don't be afraid."
"Are you really not considering being with me? My little classmate." "I will consider it if you catch up with me."
"Can you wait for me in the next life?"
"Wait for the liar."
"Eating a candy will make you happy."
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
