Is there such a person in your life? He and you will never let go of each other no matter how much we quarrel or scold you.
You wanted to never see him again countless times, but you still couldn't let him go.
"Genichiro Sanada, your appearance has affected my healthy growth. I think you are more confused than visiting a grave." The lion's roar accompanied the iron fist falling all day long. That year, I was four years old and he was five years old.
"First love is infinitely better, but you die too early." He said something literary and artistic towards the moon, and a certain man just wanted to comfort her. "There are tens of thousands of men in the world. If I don't like it, I'll change it every day." The iron fist hit the wooden bed. That year, I was thirteen years old and he was fourteen.
"Sanada-kun, I want to be a gangster with temperament, a pervert with taste, and an illiterate with knowledge. This is my dream." The iron fist was raised in the air and never fell. I was fourteen that year, he was fifteen, and we had just lost the Kanto Tournament.
"What, dating? Hypocrisy. Genichiro, if you have the ability, let's get married." A light kiss fell between his eyebrows. That year, I was twenty years old and he was twenty-one.
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