It is said that I wrote it in my second year of high school. A very good friend enthusiastically helped me draw the cover. I once said that I must write this novel. I accidentally read it and suddenly discovered that I also had a hypocritical childhood.
The former young man has become a handsome boy, and the former fat girl has become a fat girl.
Well, time, what can I say about it?
What I love and hate, what I don't want to let go of easily, are the years.
When I was a sophomore in high school, I wrote a story about ten years.
When I was a sophomore in high school, I wrote about each other ten years later.
We were still young then
At that time, there was a young man who could paint in oil paints living in each of our hearts.
At that time, the people I loved were still naive