Everyone's happiness is on a similar track, and everyone's pain has its own context. The restlessness, speculation, uneasiness, and confusion that have been mixed in love and friendship are not actually all black, but are combined with the happiness in the sun to form our youth... Whether it is lost or understood, I don't know.
This is my reality and your past, but they all turn into dreams in my memories. I don't know whether I wake up from the dream as before, because life continues and there is no ending.