I have posted this article before, but it has been a long time since I forgot who I was. Times have changed, and I have an impulse to pick up the pen and continue writing, because those days are already the few happy memories I have. Thinking of that time, I always feel so sweet...
A group of young teenagers met in a strange place. They knew each other well, but subtle changes occurred between them. Their feelings? Friendship? I can't explain it, I just keep walking...
In this way, N years later, I still feel the taste.