This is a story about Class 16, a story about a group of friends.
Unknowingly, we passed our most beautiful time in the most beautiful way.
The stories of youth are always chaotic. At that time, we talked about everything and thought we could be anyone.
Everyone's flowering period is different. We will eventually grow and become better versions of ourselves.
We will meet many, many people in our lives. Some people are just passers-by after all, and some people never leave after they come. Everyone accompanies each other, and everyone is a shining presence in each other's lives.
I'm glad you've been here; I'm glad you've always been here.
Intention: People come and go, don't lose and don't forget