In those green years that only belong to us once in a lifetime, from having a crush on someone to speaking it out boldly, I never gave you a chance to reply. Not only was I afraid, but I also wanted to cut off that strand of time. Like, it has nothing to do with you. I don't want you to break my simple persistence. I just want to cherish the mark of my youth. I don't want to feel hurt in the slightest. If I must have it, I want to minimize the possibility. Although this is also bitter, at that time, happiness was never lacking.