Everything you look at is ripples.
I drew a simple drawing of him. It was a library card given to me when I bought Shunji Iwai's "Love Letter". On the back of the card, I drew him in imitation of the Fujii tree in the movie.
The things in the box are a Rubik's Cube skill drawing paper, a blessing, two poems drawn with a brush, his name, two graduation photos, and a Polaroid of his back.
He had no impression of everything, and he didn't deliberately think about it. He just roughly knew what I was thinking, a little bit of teasing from the boy, but mostly he didn't care.
He is not wrong in anything, not liking someone is not something that requires self-blame, he did a good job, thank him for showing up, and apologized for my strange behavior caused by inner fluctuations.
I hope he will have no major difficulties in his life, I hope he will never lose his energy, and I hope he will be carefree and successful in everything he does.
Concept: The reality is that youth belongs to one person