I don't understand that there are people who value love more than life, but there are still some people. No matter in any way or in any era, looking back on the past seems to be my nostalgia for those old times!
Maybe it would become part of the mark, spilling through the window on the ground and on her body. I don't know if this is hope or despair. She lives in her own world, fearing that someone will approach her. That day he asked her: "Can you speak less coldly?" The girl was stunned for a moment, silent, her face turned red unnaturally, and then nothing happened. The girl did not answer the boy's question. She wanted to say: "I'm used to it!" But she took it back when the words came to her lips. Because probably apart from issues related to study, no boy ever talked to her again. It's not like she doesn't have any friends, it's just that they are all girls.
"Will we meet again?" "Yes!" He stood behind her and carefully protected her in the class photo taken on graduation day. Maybe I never knew that I had wanted to protect someone so much. But her background disappeared at the school gate that day. I knew that she did not belong to me. I am not good enough now to give her happiness. No one can predict the future, but I believe in the future -
But she couldn't leave it to me. She didn't come to the first dinner party after graduation, but -
I don't want to go on like this.
Intention: Maybe there is really someone in this world who will do whatever it takes for you.