In your life, is there someone who accompanied you through your childish days, that silly girl who always supported each other, laughed, and dreamed of living together one day?
Have you ever walked around the entire corridor just for that gentle glance, been moved by a "casual" greeting all day long, followed a person gently, and felt secretly satisfied and happy?
This is our story, with our memories and stubbornness.
This story is about friendship, about love, about youth, about the warmth and touch of those times, and about the plot that we have not been able to complete in reality.
To all who read it,
I hope your years are warmer than this,
Also,
Nice to meet you.
Purpose: To recall together the lovely companions in youth, the friends who grew up with us, and the heart-warming lovers. Those times are like drinking glass after glass of warm boiled water when I experience them, but when I recall them, I can taste the aroma of lime and the sour and sweet fluctuations of sparkling water.