It was a dream, a dream weaved by oneself. Where should Amo's love go? Was she wrong? Or maybe it shouldn't have started in the first place?
This is a nightmare that I don't want to wake up from. I just want to be with you, An Chu.
The first encounter, acquaintance, mutual understanding, and love are all the most beautiful moments.
Time flows past the classroom door...
The story stays behind the blackboard...
Youth will never fade...