Abstract

It was hard for me because it didn't dawn and it didn't become tomorrow. The earth's rotation was too slow, and I was dissatisfied with why the old-fashioned times had continued so long.
The new girl who appeared in front of me was determined to fight stubbornly and sincerely for her ideals.

This is the culmination of adolescent literature, in which the emotions of a boy and a girl, who know that the day when they can understand each other will never come, and yet find what they can call love while being hurt, are described with well-honed brush strokes.

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