[Double-standard gentle dog senior × sun-sensitive cat sufferer]
The wind blew through the collar of your school uniform, and the youthful breath of your body spread to the tip of my nose.
My heart is sensitive and delicate. I repeatedly confirm your thoughts. Before the thorough confirmation, my heart is hanging. After the confirmation, it is full of flowers.
Before the handwriting was dry, the boy's confession was scratched by the ink on his fingertips.
——"You can be bold and everything about you should be without scruples."
"It's easy to like you, but I did enough inner drama before being with you."
——When we first met, we never expected that we would have each other in the future.
——"The thing I've heard the most since I was a kid is to ask me why I won't try again, why I won't be bold again, why I have to think so much, and what's the use."
In the dark room, there were undried notes on the table, and he was thinking again.
——Later I learned that it was the first thing I wanted to say when I truly found happiness.
It's "thank you" instead of "I love you."
Pure Love, a short story from the previous year, without any prototype, only life reference and my own emotional investment.
Any similarity is purely coincidental
Intention: Intention to be added