In the story about us, you are the hero, but I am not the one who was struck by luck. Unfortunately, at that prime age, I was unable to open the treasure. The man in the wind is the boy I have always wanted to wait for. The man in front of me is the key to the treasure that I want to open, but this key does not seem to belong to me.
You have become the regret of many people's youth, and you also have a girl who has been gentle for many years.
Only girls who are relieved can eat sweets? Big lovers don't deserve it?? Then I'd rather not have sweets forever? But you have to let me win. I've been running in one direction for so long, but you haven't come to pick me up with an umbrella.
It's ridiculous, I lied to everyone that I don't love you, I lied to myself that I don't love you, but I kept loving you without telling everyone
Intention: Goodbye, the boy who amazed me throughout my youth