Wedge:
It was the fall of 2018 that I really got to know him.
We were in the third grade of junior high school at that time.
They became classmates by chance, and the story gradually developed.
Youthful youth sprouts from "this moment" and runs through the entire summer.
However,
The failure to go to the same high school may have determined the ending of the story from the beginning.
From liking it to getting tired of it, it took me a whole youth
"You can't always follow me, you have to have your own ideas."
Then, he failed the college entrance examination and chose to repeat it, and the distance between me and him gradually widened.
"We're done here, right?" "Yes."
Since when did I start not wanting to hold your hand when walking down the street?
Since when did I start wanting to escape from being in the same space as you?
Finally, I separated from him in the middle of the fourth year.
Intention: reality