The boy in white under the sycamore tree, the girl standing at the window upstairs
The year when love first emerged
The boy is unruly and the girl is quiet and well-behaved
Maybe you never appeared in my dark world, then I wouldn't long for that glimmer of light
I take 99 steps towards you. Are you willing to take the last step?
Intention: Even if love is not available, I still hope for perfection