In high school, I met a girl. We accompanied each other, got along day and night, and liked each other. However, for various reasons, we missed each other when we were most attentive to each other. Although we are reluctant to part with it,... If we miss it, we miss it.
I'm sorry to miss her. Whenever I have insomnia and the past lingers in my mind, I think I should do something. So, I want to write something about our story based on the pictures in my mind. This is my first time writing a novel. I want to meet you. I am lucky and cannot stay together. Then let the beautiful memories stay in words. The memories are always beautiful.
Concept: This is a story of happiness and regret.