The summer when I was sixteen,
Guitar, music, strawberries, and him.
The summer when I was eighteen,
Guitar, music, bed, strawberries, him.
Every year from now on, there will be him.
The magical combination of architect x guitar player
There is a huge generation gap with an age difference of eight years.
Nothing matters in front of love.
On the Sugar Bully's Thousand Ways of Tsundere.
At the end of the year, the warm and healing wind brings love that flows slowly and slowly.
Intention: Dream, warmth