He was the first boy to confess his love to her,
He was the first boy to care for her,
He was the first boy who made her feel bad.
He was the first boy she missed.
She is a daisy in the wind, small but tenacious,
She is the note on the string, free, agile and graceful,
This name, this symbol, this string of stories - just because of her.
She is not a universal heroine, but takes the warm and occasionally tangled route~
Incompetent copywriters! I'll think about writing copy later!
Slow-burning writing! The male lead is undecided, but if I don't deviate from the course, I will stick to my ideal male lead to the end!
PS: Don't worry, please jump down without hesitation! Never give up!
Later updates will be slower!