[King of Internet] Time Flies.

Youth will not pass away in an ordinary way. If that were the case, youth would not matter at all. Everyone will meet a boy or girl who makes their heart beat. No matter what the ending and the future are, at least many years later, we can stand at the end of the torrent of time and look up at the height we once had when we were young. As our memories fade, we rub the softest depths of our hearts and piece together the fragments of the past one by one. Even if there is a small area that cannot be made up, we cannot stop our nostalgia for that fleeting time. I dedicate this to youth, memory, love, and recalling myself many years later. I hope that the boy named Kenya Shinozu in my heart can live a good life with the girl named Fujino Raku that I am obsessed with. Conception: