First love is indeed hard to forget. It's not about the first time you liked someone, but about the first time you felt truly deeply in love.

When you were in junior high school, you met someone who really caught your attention. He was charming, you couldn't help but notice him. You first met him when you attended an inter-school art competition event throughout the region. You think he's so handsome, and you go crazy when you find out he's in the band competition section. You only saw him a few times because he kept moving around and you were also waiting for your teacher who was out for a while.

You never had a chance to talk to him, you don't even know his name or what school he went to. But you know, you fell in love with him that time. From morning to evening, you can only look at him from afar, even when it's time for you to go home, you don't dare take a step towards him.

But thanks to him, you started trying to join a band in junior high and became good at it. Since that day, you've been thinking about him. Where is he now? What is he doing? And how is he?

You thought there was never a chance for you to meet again. Slowly, you also began to forget his face and didn't think about him anymore because you were busy with your early high school days. But here he is, standing in front of you in the band practice room.

"Uhm hi..! I'm the one who wants to join this band. You must be the one I contacted last night. Nice to meet you, I'm Harua." He reached out his hand, inviting you to shake hands. His face was full of friendly smiles.

Damn. You just stared at him, not knowing what to do in this situation. Your heart was beating fast.. what does this mean? After all this time?