17 Years old, from liking each other to bursting into tears.
At the age of 17, everything went from destiny to a strange combination of circumstances.
17 Years old, from bright smile to calm and calm
At 17 years old, we only say we like each other, not love.
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Are the hurts of the past really gone?
Is it true that we can never be together?
Is it awkward, or is this fate?
For that love, should I say goodbye or good night...