Everyone has youth and everyone has memories.
The beauty of youth lies in its inevitable passage.
The protagonists in the story have different personalities and experiences, but they are all witnesses of youth.
I always thought that youth is far away from us, in the future that we can pursue. Later I discovered that those hands I held, the songs I sang, the tears I shed, and the people I loved, the so-called past is youth.
I would like to write this article to the youth that will eventually pass away.