It's Like Ice Cream Meets Midsummer

The gentleness of time means that I have met you in the years, just like ice cream in midsummer; the oil pen marks on the white shirt are my clumsy behavior in wanting to get closer to you; the hidden letter from others is just my childish reaction when I am jealous of myself. Fortunately, this is not a one-man show. Every time I look back, you are still there stretching out your hands to me. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.