Nara Shikamaru, you are my greatest dream.
I keep dreaming back to that time at midnight, when you were still young and I was just growing up.
Outside the window is the scorching sunshine, and inside the window are you and me.
The time spent with you has become my exclusive memory, and I relive it over and over again, just because the boy I love most is you.
To my favorite boy: Nara Shikamaru.
Nara Shikamaru travels back to the real world, and only the heroine can see and touch him.
The characters are seriously off-kilter and there are many bugs in the text.
The author is a little transparent, please let me go.