The story began before we were ready...
Weren't we all unprepared when we arrived? Well, we arrived, and that's that. Since things are this way, we can only freestyle. What is a story, anyway? Nothing more than the ordinary things that are never quite the same. And how will it end? I don't know either. They're still acting it out over there. Maybe you'll be willing to wait until they finish the story. Maybe you'll remember and grow along with them. Maybe you'll love them or hate them. That's all right. A story is told by one person alone, and I'm just here to tell mine...
It looks good, I hope the author will update it more often