17 Years old, just young and in the process of growing up.
It was summer at that time, the sunlight passed through the treetops, and the shadows falling on the ground were very beautiful. The branches are intertwined, and the sound of cicadas is heard.
There is laughter amidst the chirping of cicadas.
Looking up, the light outside is not dazzling, and with the gentle breeze blowing by, there is an indescribable feeling. But it always feels a bit soft.
The 17-year-old boy reveals a unique feeling between the lines. Maybe it's because he's mature, but he's a little less steady and down-to-earth. It is the transformation experienced at the age of 16 and the pavement for growth at the age of 18.
Friends are good companions.
She would choose to help him when he had trouble making a choice, and would wave to him, just like the chirping of cicadas that summer. Contrary to him, she was steady and down-to-earth.
Maybe one day, he will understand her a little bit and feel that he is not capable enough and cannot have the courage to do what he wants to do like her.
But, she will remember.
He would also gladly accept it.
[The cicadas are chirping, full of laughter]
Intention: To be a companion, to accompany you forever