In my second year of high school, I was so excited that I recognized him as my male idol. How could I have expected that my fall would begin like this?
The promise of "don't play with anything from a distance" finally became an eight-year-old bond.
Concept: There will always be such transparent people in high school classes. They are silent when they are students, but no one hears from them after graduation, and no one cares about their whereabouts. From a "transparent person" to a well-known "her boyfriend", will life be different?
