I miss you so much that I don't even know when it started.
I feel like you are my ideal every step of the way.
But I have to hold back.
The talkative fairy can't say anything when facing you.
As long as he walked in front of me, or suddenly raised his hand casually, tilted his head and joked with the people next to him, I felt that he was running towards my ideal.
He is not the most dazzling sun, but he is my star.
No one knows about my stars. Even he doesn't know.
Whispering monster × clingy spirit
Intention: If you like youth, you should be generous and generous