I Became Famous After Setting up a Street Stall

Memorial glanced at the boy standing next to the claw machine. Blue and white school uniform, inky black hair, smiling eyebrows. He bent down and took out the doll from the exit. His fingers were very long and beautiful. He handed it to the memorial and smiled seriously: "Memorial, take it, I will be yours." Without much hesitation, I took it. Time changes and passes in an instant. The next time I saw him was when everything was shattered. He still smiled and asked, "Why don't you want me anymore?" Memorial also smiled: "Yes." Just like the doll. [The heroine who is addicted to running a street stall × the heroine is full of eyes and the male protagonist is an idiot, 1v1]