A story I originally planned to finish after graduating from high school.
But the deletion, deletion, and revision have finally been put off until now, and I still haven't figured out how to start writing.
Maybe it's because I haven't figured out the reason why the story ended like that, so it's hard for me to make sense of everything.
I had planned to hide it.
But my friend said.
Too dramatic. It would still be a shame not to write.
Since I can't forget it for the time being, I'll write it down.
In the words of a friend
"From my understanding of the world, threads are always messed up."
"Maybe one day stiff dignity will wave to me on the road. (I always fantasize like this"
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day