A collection of short stories about youth. The last lingering days of summer are like this unrequited love: the most regretful things happen during the hottest season. All he said was, “I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere before,” and that was enough to brush her off. In this brief youth, it was enough that she had loved someone so passionately. Now that summer had passed, she wanted the rest of her life to be like late autumn, shedding her longing for him like falling leaves.
