I Was so Pure Until I Met My Goddess

This is a shocking composition. Of course, there are more delicate writing styles, as well as the confusion of adolescence and the arrogance of growth... In that summer when cicadas loved to scream, the five golden flowers in the crazy campus always quietly bloomed with different charms amidst laughter and joking... So, if you want to be crooked, please take the initiative to face the wall! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.