Young people like to be either vigorous or timid. Vigorous as if he wants the whole world to know, cowardly even doubting himself, but naively thinking that he is your everything and your source of motivation. No one knows what the best ending is. Is being together happy and beautiful? No more contact is regret and sigh? In fact, the luckiest thing is that we witnessed the most beautiful each other at the most beautiful age. There is the joy of reunion when we meet again, and we have sincere wishes when we drift away from each other.
Intention: ignorant and throbbing