-I ran away from you and my reckless summer. You are my 18-year-old recklessness.
-You know, my heart was the most restless that year because you were there.
-The summer of senior year in high school, endless papers, the sun that never sets, and a tangled secret love.
-The lingering sound lingers, but it will eventually dissipate. Fate is really a very abstract thing that is difficult to describe. It is both a fateful encounter and a fateful separation.
-How wonderful it would be if you had never been here. If you hadn't been here, what would I have become?
-It's my wishful thinking to like you.
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Old text is rewritten, without an outline. It was originally planned to be a high school story, but now it has been changed to a college story.
Purpose: If you have a dream, chase it