We were all young once, we all had dreams, and we all chased stars. Some people don't understand. We know that when we pay attention to a certain star or group, we have more of a good wish. They have our dreams, or their dreams are dazzling.
It may be silly to cry and laugh for them, but this is my youth, even if they can't possibly know that I exist.
A car accident caused me to meet my favorite boy band JUST. I was just curious at first, but gradually became deeply involved and became fascinated.
I know it's not possible, I don't belong in this place, and my soul doesn't even belong in this body. I wanted to turn back but couldn't get out. I decided to accept it, but left when I was not ready.
It doesn't matter, I can go to you, as long as you wait for me.
But we are just strangers, and those memories are just a dream of mine.
Obviously the time and events didn't match up, but the marks on his body were so clear and the pain was so real.
Fate has played a joke on me, so how should I deal with it?