During the summer vacation before ninth grade, for no particular reason, I suddenly felt like keeping a diary. This book covers the entire year of ninth grade. My memories, all those rights and wrongs from the past, the happy moments and the unhappy ones... Sigh, there was so much. These words were what held up the sky of my sixteenth year, letting me see rainbows after the rain again and again. Lying on the school field, the ninth-grade sky was only as big as the heart formed between two fingers.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.
