In the summer of that year, the chirping of cicadas and the noise coexisted, with the unique vitality of young people. Ahead, at the end of the camphor tree, is the place where the dreams of a group of young people begin, and it is also the place where they finally part ways.
That year, the cicadas chirped throughout the summer.
That year... There were still cicadas chirping...
Purpose: Cherish every day