At the age of sixteen, he lit up her youth with a note:
"Don't cry. When you cry, I feel a little uncomfortable."
At the age of twenty-four, it took her eight years to find him and asked softly:
"Does it hurt?"
He didn't know that in the notebook he carried with him,
The words that were erased were all about her.
It turns out that the deepest pain never comes from the wound.
But it comes from the person who makes you feel bad.
A person who cannot feel pain finally learns to feel pain.
A secret love that has been waiting for eight years finally has an echo.
Purpose: Pain is how we confirm that we are alive. And love is what makes us willing to hurt for another person.