But when I was young, I saw you for the first time outside the window. You were so dazzling. The wind in December was very cold. The note in my hand fell to the side. The dots of writing on the black paper were like the tears of the sea, drop by drop, extremely clear. Only his eyes were better than all the stars.
Melancholy x kawaii kid
Intention: I just want to move forward and get closer to you