High school days are very similar, but each has its own story
At that time they were ignorant,
He likes it when she talks to him about topics and seems to understand them.
She liked his warm little details.
They didn't pursue each other, they just enjoyed spending time together.
There is support for misunderstandings,
Let each other grow into better selves,
In the end, who was deceived and pocketed?
The bravery of youth and the regret of not being brave
Now when I talk about it, I laugh with tears in my eyes.
If you like it, you have to be brave and approach it, right?