Originally a dead person
When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a different time and space
And myself
Waking up in a hotel with messy clothes
person by window
Turns out to be the Prince of Tennis
myself
Traveled through
ever
She tried hard to seize the little possibility of happiness
Just
Spring is not yet warm, flowers are waiting to bloom
Already withered
I will always remember that unforgettable tenderness and face
Whether
There will be people
I can love her so deeply
Can she look forward to it again?
The warmth of spring that never arrived