Yu was undecided, something clearly disturbed her heart. She thought of the cherry blossoms and the red branches, and stood under the tree, whispering in her ear, promising a spring with the wind. In spring, the delicate cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and the cherry blossoms were accidentally dyed red. From then on, every tender petal was expressing full love to the world.
A pair of beauties looked at each other infatuatedly through the window. They can never go back to the past. The crisp sound of falling bells reveals the true meaning of life. Maybe, it would be better if we didn't meet each other. How can we live long if we fall into memories?
When I meet fate, I will abide by the agreement between you and me...
Intention: Things are in disarray and spring is no longer there
