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Nostalgia
Behind the school building, on the exterior staircase extending from the third floor to the rooftop, the shadows of the young men of yesteryear can be seen. They are just waiting and wishing for the one they love.
And then there is the beautiful young hair that flutters in the evening breeze, and the skirt that serves as a veil. Their figures are layered and reflected in the red clouds.
The young man tries to convey his feelings to her, ashamed but doing his best to keep his voice from being drowned out by the wind.
He tries to speak in a voice that even his friends, who are talking to each other while straddling their bicycles on the bicycle parking lot seen below, can hear.
But for the young man, it does not matter whether they can hear him or not. As long as only one person could hear him, it was perfectly fine.
However, if she feels embarrassed and bothered by his loud voice, then sadly, the young man's feelings are not being conveyed to her.
On the rooftop, a moment later, only her clothes, her hair, and their hearts were shaking, unable to resist the wind, and the young man's eyes remained fixed on hers, straight and unmoving.
A few minutes later the sun is already setting, and in the backlight you may see two people walking side by side.
And it is always visible. Even if they are no longer in this place, the sight will always be visible.
So don't forget, That time will pass. That nothing is everlasting.
But remember, The days you longed for.
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