When I met him, I remember it was spring. I have been looking for spring for half my life, and that's it when you smile.
How gentle is the spring breeze? It is inferior to you.
As pure as a gardenia, we grow old together.
It's the warm sun,
I piece together my broken self,
The wisp that came through,
Illuminating the darkness of my sixteenth year.
His beauty is not as good as his own.
By some chance, we got to know each other.
They get to know each other day by day and develop feelings for each other.
There will always be people who fall in love with your clarity and embrace your incompetence.
What is that?
This is probably because I like it.
This was supposed to be a grand secret love, but it was unexpected...
Do the two redeem each other, or are they just passing by?
There will always be people who fall in love with your clarity and embrace your incompetence.
"To be honest, it may not be us in the future, but I really hope it is us."
Intention: Friendship comes first, lovers are not enough.
