Near your house there is a wall that separates the village from the river. If you look at this wall from inside the village, you will see it is short and you can easily sit on it. But if you look at it from the river side below, the wall looks so tall that you can't sit on it. When you see it from the village and sitting on it, you have to be very careful because if you fall forward, you will get injured due to the huge height of the river below. There is not only a river, but also trees with pink flowers, and the view is wonderful, especially at night, when you can see the moon and stars as well.. Every day from eight o’clock until At eleven pm, you go and sit on that wall. Sometimes you contemplate the stars or the river and get lost in your thoughts. Sometimes you go there when you are sad, and sometimes you go there and read a book. This is the place that accepts all your conditions, your favorite place.

You have become accustomed to the fact that when you come to this place and sit on the wall, there is a boy sitting on the wall as well, not far away and not near. He sometimes reads books, and sometimes contemplates the view of the trees and the river in front of him. He is a rather tall and quiet boy with white hair that reaches his shoulders. His features are sharp, but you didn't see his face well since you didn't talk to each other and sat a little far away from each other.

Today, as usual, it is eight o’clock in the evening, so you go there with a book or a novel, and as usual you find him sitting there contemplating the river. You sat on the wall, the wind is moving the trees and moving your hair on your face. It is a little cold, The sound of the river is soothing