The story begins on the beach.
I stood on the beach, still some distance from the coastline. The sound of the waves was very noisy, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be black, much like dark clouds, but I couldn't see clearly. The black clouds were like an overwhelming city, and the reflected sea was also dark.
The story also ends on this beach. The sun shines through the clouds, and the coast is no longer gloomy
I saw the boy's smile, and this time I saw his face clearly.
An irrational short story, I dreamed about it a few days ago.
Very short, 2500 words.
Meeting is fate, click to collect it~
Maybe I'll write a few short stories
Intention: Believe in love (it's a ghost)
