"Perhaps I will see him again one day in the future, and by then I may have already let go."
Everyone says that someone you fall in love with at the age of sixteen or seventeen may not be too unforgettable.
I thought so until I saw him again at the crossroads in the summer of that year.
I stood there stupidly, not knowing whether to call him or not.
He didn't seem to recognize me.
So I stood silently, watching him pass by.
I often say that you are like the sun, so I hope you will shine in places where I can't see you.
Purpose: There are always some stories that will be remembered.