I met you when I was a teenager, and I finally plucked up the courage to become gay with you. Although you refused, it was actually okay. I didn't feel very sorry, and I also discovered that you are not suitable for me...
Just pretend that I was young and frivolous, scribbling a few strokes on the blank page of my youth... Actually, I don't feel very sorry.
Concept: youth, secret love, growth