Throughout my youth, except for the sunset outside the classroom window, my eyes were on the draft paper placed in the desk hall... But my best friend said: "Youth is only when you have a crush on someone." Yes, the person I have a crush on, he is that white moonlight. However, that young man chasing me and calling me "Madam" is also a cinnabar mole on my heart!
Intention: Now that I have to start over, I will never let myself regret it again!