When I was seventeen years old, there were no conflicts of interest or elaborate planning. Trying to solve the difficult problem of love, but there is no formula to calculate a result. Sour and sweet, they all taught me a hard lesson at this age, which are regarded as compulsory credits for growth. However, at the age of seventeen, the memory brought to you by that person who appears will always be unique. What about you, what version of our story do you think it is?