I would like to dedicate my heart and soul to those of you who have gone through your youthful years like us.
This is a youth that belongs to us
This is a memory we can't forget
The gears of fate turn in the intended direction
Friendship and love take root in our hearts
We met at the most beautiful time, but we missed the most beautiful relationship
When we recognize our own hearts, we find that the person beside us has already left us.
Some things, if you miss them, you miss them, like a gust of wind, you want to catch it but can't.
Some things, if you miss them, you miss them. The judgment has come and there is no room for recovery.
We are like two intersecting straight lines, from being separated to intersecting, and then gradually drifting apart