It was the autumn of 2009. The plane tree leaves had fallen across the rubber running track, as they did every year. It looked like an ordinary autumn, but to the boy, it was a treasure.
"Thinking about it now, I think I dragged you away so many times, and never to anywhere good. Later, Grandma told me that forcing someone to go with you was impolite. I'm a good kid, so of course I have to listen to her. So this time, I won't drag you away. Will you come with me?"
Theme: The ice-cold beauty is mine
Very well written T_T