Like, it's a noun that makes your heart softer several times after you read it. Every time it involves a familiar name and a yellowed memory, the first meeting, the first gaze, the first dialogue. Like soft marshmallows, with a love-like pink color, they will turn into a sticky piece over time. The wetness slowed down the beating of the heart and entangled the surrounding blood vessels. It blurs the immature face of the boy, realizes the fantasy about the prince in the fairy tale, and dyes the world a warm pink.
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