Time is an aphrodisiac, youth is a desolate word. We walked on this road that was getting further and further away, fascinated by the familiar yet unfamiliar music. After all, the music stopped abruptly, which was a wake-up call! It seems that when we were young, we didn't know that youth would go away. Now it seems that it is just our immaturity and ridiculousness. Not only will youth go far, but it will go too fast for us to prepare.