I'm Lavender, and I'm in love with a boy. He likes to act coquettishly and has his own pride.
What a good person he was, but he died due to the calculations of his relatives.
Is the person wrong, or is this era wrong?
I didn't think much about it either.
I just hope to meet you again in the next life.
Even if I don't believe in gods and Buddhas, even if I have to wait my whole life, I don't want to give up.
Intention: Write whatever you want.
