When I was in high school, I met the love of my life. Life is never as beautiful as it is on the Internet. There is only countless malice and hysterical shouting from parents. From acquaintance, love, and breakup... I slowly don't remember many details, but I want to write a love story that belongs to ordinary people. There is happiness, sadness, and more helplessness. Maybe slowly I will no longer think about this experience.
Intent: Beauty does not last forever, tragedies come one after another