If I had known myself earlier, would things be different now? If I had been braver then, would I be happy now?
This is a story about myself. I have been lightly fond of it for ten years. Due to various reasons, I have not revealed it. In the end, I can only hide it in my heart and recall it by myself.
Everyone says, how can a child understand what love is? Yes, I don't understand. Even now that I have grown up, I still don't understand. However, at that time, I had pure love. Thinking of meeting and talking to each other every day, I felt very happy and happy.
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