On November 15th, when she was in the first grade of junior high school, she fell into the gentle eyes of a boy in the third grade of junior high school.
Her heartbeat was extremely hot as she crossed the two levels. In the cold winter and spring, every path after school was filled with the shadows of the two of them side by side. She thought this love would survive his graduation.
But the young man got bored first, and when early summer came, he was the first to speak and end all ties.
He turned around quickly, and soon he was accompanied by a new person; only she was stuck in the same place, looking over and over again at the small tenderness of the past. In such a midsummer, she was the only one left guarding the full plate of memories from beginning to end.
Intention: The passionate love of youth may not last long. Cherish every moment spent together and accept the regretful parting in youth.
