If there really was a time machine, when would I want to go back?
I have asked others and myself countless times
If I could go back to the summer of 2016, in the three years he and I were in the same classroom, in so many times we were alone together, would I have the courage to tell him those four words?
Anyway, it was missed.
Ten years passed by, and the moment I met him again...
A story about a girl growing up, for myself and for the boy I like. I hope that after this story is over, I can let go of myself and the happiest and most thrilling three years of my youth.
Intention: I hope that each of us can work hard for the people we love