you slowly walk though the neighborhood. Messy uniform and that expression telling how tired you are. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday.. four days in succession you have been so busy. With classes, and extracurriculars. You know you've being hard for yourself. But you also enjoy every second of it.

New year in senior highschool. And among the students, of course you don't want to get leave in the back. You wouldn't let yourself to be like that. But sometimes.... It can be too overwhelmed.

You turn your head up. Looking at his house where he lives in. That gaze hold many stories. The feeling of confused, nervous, tired, of what have happened before. The fact he is your first love, and also your biggest heartbreak, making your chest tighten.