It was originally a sequel to another story, but the manuscript I wrote when I was eighteen years old was sold by my mother to a very sincere scrap collector at the price of scrap paper.
So the story begins in college and ends in high school. Now that I am twenty-two years old, I probably cannot write the words and stories of my eighteen-year-old self. However, if a certain plot of this novel can make you laugh out loud and find it "a bit interesting", then thank you very much for your support, and I will replace you with you.
This novel writes some young stories about what young people did when they were young. If you feel unwell, please close the webpage, go outdoors, and feel the story that truly belongs to you.