That midsummer six years ago was so long that I forgot everything, including myself in that past time and space. I thought that the dream hidden at the end of midsummer had quietly ended. We all had our own tracks, and we were all well, until he broke into my broken nightmare, and so we met. ————"Broken Light Collection"
On the platform in the distance, the figures gradually blurred. The light passed through the branches and shone on the leaves, refracting a series of tree shadows, like one after another surging waves, never stopping, like a daydream, running through her entire youth, as time passed. What the girl didn't expect was that the intrusion of a boy in white at the age of seventeen shattered this long winter-like nightmare, and the girl's dream finally came to light.
In the dream, the flowers were falling and blooming, and the girl's thoughts were wandering, trying to catch the beam of light. Suddenly, a beam of light and shadow shone in, dazzling and warm. This time, it was he who caught her.
"Little sister, stop crying. Can I give you some candy?"
"Um... Ok."
"If you lose, don't let me hit you on the arm."
"Then let me 'woo woo' and simulate the effect of pain?"
"Idiot, I like you."
"I'm not an idiot."
"Then I'll call you San San."
"Okay."
Intention: Meeting him is worth the bright moon and cool breeze.