The impulsiveness of my youth has long since faded away in my twenties, and I have become sleek and sophisticated, but there will always be someone who I cannot forget. I once thought that three years was enough time to start a new life. However, nine years later, time is not a good medicine, and new relationships that I started can only end hastily.
I would like to dedicate this document to those of you who have forgotten each other but cannot forget him.