It was a casual remark, but I didn't intend to make it a promise.
As bright as the sun, but called stars, he broke into her world with a touch of light blue.
Do you remember the promise made under the cherry blossom tree? Do you remember the various touches she brought to you back then? No one will stand still after being rejected again and again, so if she doesn't cherish her, she will turn around and leave one day.