A girl who loves to draw and a boy who loves girls
"Isn't love lasting as long as two people are happy?"
At least that's what I thought when I was in the second grade of junior high school
A cheerful girl in the second grade of junior high school fell in love with a handsome classmate who was doing things in the back row every day [What are you thinking about]
People call it "there are so many things" and "there are so many shits"
The teacher is impatient
"Call the parents!!!"
Intention: Write when you have nothing to do, play around when you have something to do