The girl's secret is hidden in the glass jar filled with stars and the sealed memo.
"It's so strange. Even though the story starts from "this", I feel sad."
The only words we had spoken before were the only "I'm sorry" he said to me, and the "thank you" I kept saying to him in a meaningful way.
The social circle he lives in is too complicated. I once wanted to be friends with him, but then I found that it was impossible for me to blend in because we were never the same kind of people.
I was too timid and cowardly, raising my head to look at him was a luxury.
"Hello, I'm sorry that I couldn't become friends with you. If there is still a chance, I will be brave enough to find you first."
Intention: secret love
