Youth Is Fading, and the Air Is Chilly

I dedicate this story to the girlhood that is slowly fading away. And to the people who once passed through my life. Ordinary little moments slowly turn pale beneath the camera lens. Everything familiar to you unfolds once more. Secret crushes, unrequited love, confessions, rejections. Youth withers before it even begins. And now, my dazzling divider Some Shan's blog:. Some Shan's reader group: 56616739 Announcement: This is an old story. I stopped writing after Chapter 11, and only wrote half of Chapter 12. I guess I felt I couldn't keep going. That person dated two of my friends, one after the other. They were both good friends of mine. I wondered: if I could stay by his side all along, might I have had a chance too? But there are no what-ifs. Looking back now, none of this is pleasant to remember. So I dedicate these eleven chapters to everyone who ever clicked on this story. Theme: