This is a story belonging to the five of them, and it is also the unfinished dream of all girls.
Reunited across thousands of years, to pursue their own destiny, suffering and hard work, pain and despair. In this subjectively imagined world after our separation, there is no limit to what we can do.
We buried the best years together, said goodbye to the beautiful dreams we held, waved goodbye to the innocence of the past and the colorful memories weaved together.
I always believe that we will meet again, as long as we are still in this world together. Our separation was as calm as all other small farewells, without any hesitation. Together they vowed to meet each other in the future. And the unspoken reluctance to leave is reflected through the car window, living in a foreign land.
This is a continuation of memories, an arrogant fabrication of fate, and an exaggerated reappearance of fantasy.
With unrealistic expectations, I sigh at this dream of blossoming flowers and falling flowers.
In this beautiful dream, love to the extreme, love to the fullest.
Motto: Times have changed, but the memories and feelings of the past will never change
