A coming-of-age story where love takes a back seat. Okay, of course you have to have it.
We met in the best years, and I can no longer remember the details of the six years. I have forgotten a lot, but I only remember the young man under the sun, whose clear flute music shocked the passage of time.
(The female protagonist is not a weakling and transparent, they are changing each other and growing together. The male protagonist has many roles, but the relationship is slow to warm up, so don't get involved if you don't like it)