That summer my little star disappeared. I looked for her for a long time but couldn't find her... A few years later, her mother found me and asked me to help her move. I found her diary at home. It turned out that she liked me and that I was so important to her...
If I could go back to that time, I would cherish her, but unfortunately... After he fell asleep, he seemed to have returned to the previous classroom... I hope it's not fake.
Intention: I miss little stars, but they are all fake