This is a little secret from high school. The most precious thing to me is that it has no ending. That boy was very good to me, and I thought I was very good to him. There were many, many sweet moments between us, and they were all fruit candies that I later recalled in my youth. The most beautiful relationships often start when we no longer have contact. From that moment on, my little head began to weave those moments. Maybe it was a misunderstanding, maybe something else, that led to not being together in the end. Regarding that person, I attached a layer of permanent beautiful filter to him, which I will treasure. But I will never see that person when I was young again, because I know that the moment I see him, the filter will be shattered. I not only like him under the filter, but also like us under the filter, full of youth and vitality.
Intention: Youth