Every day I feel like no matter how much air I inhale, oxygen doesn't get into my lungs... Love, sex, anxiety about the future. Adolescence was full of troubles. You're always smiling, dazzling like a summer sky... But I've only seen it once. You with a sad expression in an empty classroom after school... "Your ponytail looks good on you." The only words I exchanged with you. Huh... you loosened your mouth and left with a smile. Back then, with a beautiful girl in uniform... Lunch break, to the girl who fell asleep in the nurse's room... day crawling indecent. After school, with that girl who was looking at the ground ... classroom intercourse.
