I never thought I would like someone, and then, he appeared.
The sunshine, the sea of flowers, and the polite but distant boy who always had a smile were the whole meaning of my youth.
Maybe this is what is called love at first sight?
Cold on the outside and hot on the inside with gentle attack
This article is a prequel and will be updated from time to time.
First person main attack perspective, the ending is changed
Intention: Everything has a trace to follow