Meeting You Was Like Stepping Into the Sun

At seventeen, our first flutter of love bloomed on April Fool’s Day. By twenty-four, we had an entire garden.

[Bright, bold science whiz heroine × aloof athlete and academic ace hero] A love between equals

Bickering couple: [Fiery heroine’s best friend × playboy hero’s best buddy] Sparks fly

One glance across the sports field at seventeen,

One “I do” at their wedding at twenty-four.

An entire youth lies between those moments,

and every part of it is filled with each other.

Open this book and return to that sunny September afternoon.

The boy running in a black tracksuit, and the girl with a lollipop between her teeth and a sparkle in her eyes.

Their story begins...