The love of youth blooms in the middle of summer, but stops abruptly.
After going their separate ways, they met again as fate would have it.
He is starlight, starlight that does not belong to her.
She is a passerby, a passerby who does not belong to him.
She chose not to be nostalgic, but he chose not to let go.
Escape and love at the same time?
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Come on, come on, it's getting better and better! My girlish heart~
Come on, come on, it's getting better and better! My girlish heart~