This is a story that I have hidden away for a long time. It has become a bit ethereal and unreal after a long time. He always appears in my dreams in the tall and thin appearance I first saw him in. I hesitated for a long time and decided to write it.
I was only fifteen years old at that time, a playful age. In the era before mobile phones, naughty girls, like boys, would fish in rivers and dig eggs from trees. It was in this state that my mind was not fully open, and I had a "brutal" head-on collision with him.
Intention: Even if you are in a desperate situation in life, you must have the courage to move forward.