Friends Are Immersed in Salvation, Melon Seeds Come in Various Flavors

Are we friends? I never asked him/her. It's just my default. When they first met, they were both young at heart, but they didn't have much communication, just a few pieces of bread. I even thought he was a strange person. He had nothing to do with him, but he still stood up. Even though he was always bruised and bruised afterwards, he still didn't regret it. The chirping of cicadas in summer is always annoying. I thought that person would stay in that summer forever, and never thought that we would meet again. He/she is still he/him. This story is purely fictional. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.