When we met at the beginning of the school year, our story officially began. Meeting in an alley, being robbed
Milk tea, being called a young lady, conflicts with other people, help, self-reporting, going to the same school and dormitory, dinner parties, getting drunk, confessing, kissing, the story of me and her has begun and will never end...
Intention: to write about my fantasies, my daydreams; her, when I am with her.