His smile was light and light, just like his own, a thin and fair-skinned young man. He fell into a relationship that ended in nothing and couldn't extricate himself, but fortunately, fortunately, there was a fool, and there was a fool who pulled him forward without hesitation.
He had noticed the little boy from the beginning. Although he knew that the other person was about the same age as him, he still stubbornly wanted to treat him as a little boy. Maybe it was the delicate look in his eyebrows, maybe it was the stubbornness of his slightly pursed mouth, maybe it was the slender white wrists exposed in the rolled-up sleeves that aroused his affection...
He doesn't know whether his choice is right or wrong, but he has made a choice and can no longer change it. I'm sorry, but please be good and happy.