The love of girlhood is beautiful and broken.
The king-like young man spoke hurtful words with impatience and disgust.
Suddenly woke up and broke into a cold sweat.
Forget, give up.
There is a brighter road ahead.
There is another him.
Yes, in fact, no one is wrong. The blue sky is pure, and boys are just boys after all. Simple mind.
Under the beautiful sky, there are their figures.
Full of wantonness.
What happens next.
Youth.
Intention: