She shouldn't have tried to touch the moonlight.
But the aloof moon was gentle to her, not as cold as in the middle of the night, but with an intoxicating warmth.
However, every time I get close, I always get that sentence——
"You still don't understand me."
Is it friendship or unspoken love between them?
Maybe even they themselves can't tell the difference.
But they did live up to the saying - "Above AUO, but not enough lovers."
Two girls, an indefinable relationship.
They had shared their most intimate moments and imagined their future together.
Even if they end up with different endings, they still try their best for this relationship.
After all, the moonlight cannot be grasped, but how can those who have chased the light be willing to return to the darkness?
——This is a story about tenderness, regret, and those unspeakable throbbings.
Intention: I know that is not my moon, but for a moment it illuminated me