My ears were almost filled with the noisy waves on the island and were about to overflow. Just when I was about to give in to the noise, there was an electric wave.
The year I ran away from home, I met a radio-type girl who claimed to be a cosmic being.
Early ancient essays. When I was sorting it out, I found out a short article I wrote in the early years, so I sent it to record it. First-person perspective, a short story about a frustrated male protagonist meeting a radio-type female protagonist
Purpose: Respond to love and friendship