In early summer, when the purple irises bloom outside the window and you look up at the sky, do you remember the story of the summer solstice that year?
They were still young and innocent at that time. They struggled for their future, for the people they loved and the people who loved them. As time went by, their youth and passion were taken away. Looking back, how much do you still have?
"Rain is my life. Even if she can no longer recognize me, I will always protect her." She said this seriously in the summer solstice of that year.
"Sir, even if I fall into hell after death, even if my hands are stained with blood, I will always follow you. Because, I am only for you!" Asakawa Xianzi made such an absolute promise that year.
"Don't not search because you don't dare to search; don't hold on to that glimmer of hope because you are afraid of despair; even if you are in pain to the point of collapse, you must keep persevering." Seiichi Yukimura stood on the tennis court that year and said these words in a firm tone.
"Everyone has their own sorrow, and my sorrow is to always be called a 'genius.'" That year's Fuji Shusuke, his voice was hoarse and tired, "You can understand, right? Once you have this title, you have to keep working hard, otherwise you will not only lose it, but also everything you have in the past."
"Why do I have to like her when she likes me?" Echizen Ryoma said calmly as he stood under the sunset. "I'm very busy. I have things to do. I just want to play tennis. The rest has nothing to do with me."
——I would like to use this to describe that summer solstice.