The girl returns home and sees old photos from the past. They stand together awkwardly, the girl nervously tugging her skirt, while the boy stands stiffly. Those times are so nostalgic. But once she snaps back to the present, an uncontrollable sadness wells up inside her.
The warmth of past kindness resurfaces, offering healing and vitality. You find yourself in a temporary gentle environment, much like the innocent purity of childhood. But don’t forget that time moves forward, and we must continue to move with it.
