This is a story about a bad girl and a boy who started out bad and then turned good. The time span is very long. From childhood to adulthood, everyone has experienced many stories and met many people, but they still miss her in their hearts. However, she doesn't like him, not from the beginning. Disliking is something that cannot be forced, and it will not be forced until death. In this story, I wrote about pure love when I was young, and also about ambiguous love between people of the same sex. I don't think there's anything wrong with this. It's just the first thought in a person's heart. Sometimes, love really has nothing to do with gender or time. What you love is just that person. No matter if she gets fatter or thinner, richer or poorer, even if she marries someone, you still love her. This is what I want to express in this story. Love is love, nothing else, it's all-powerful.