That year, I was a sophomore in high school and you were a freshman. You and I met by chance at the inn deep in the mountains. You smiled and said, "See you soon."
That year, I was a sophomore and you were a freshman. I met you in that noisy and bustling city. You smiled and said, "We are destined."
That year, I studied and you worked. I will meet you in front of that cold and desolate grave. You smiled and said nothing, and I said, "See you soon."