The story begins, in the summer of primary school, I met you.
I don't know why I like you, but this feeling won't let you know that you already have your own ending, not just me.
The beginning of meeting you, the ending of my giving up.
There is no ending for us outside the story, but there is a different ending for us in the story.
Thank you for letting me meet each other better.
I don't regret knowing you. After all, I was also moved and worked hard.
Purpose: Missing youth