I used to think that everything would have an answer. Even if it doesn't exist now, there will definitely be one in the future. But I kept waiting and waiting, watching the boys I once liked move further and further away, and the answer I wanted to know seemed to be still far away. Gradually, I understood that not everything has an answer, and not all stories have an ending. I would like to dedicate this article to the boys I once liked. Thank you for accompanying me in my life.
Perhaps it is because people will eventually be troubled by the things they cannot get when they are young, so I have never forgotten you.
Intention: Sentiment for the lost youth, understanding what it means to cherish