I once thought about sorting out some things, turning them into words on paper, compiling them into books, and sharing with the world about the past that I dare not forget. None of those imaginations came true, but this time, I made up my mind because of the music I had secretly listened to in the classroom on a loop.
I want to write down what happened to us before all the memories have completely dissipated. Regardless of whether it is good or not, it must be a mission that I sincerely fulfill. Regarding the memories that exist in my memory, I want to keep them forever.
"I will always miss those who are no longer mine."
Concept: It comes from the author's nostalgia for the once immature high school campus life.