While cleaning up the room, a nostalgic photo came out from the gap in the cardboard. The first two-shot photo with her. Looking at the picture, I remembered the old days. I first met her at my best friend's house. Yes, she was the mother of her best friend. I went to my best friend's house for something. Of course I wanted to see her. I was still a kid and didn't know what to do with this feeling. One day I went to my best friend's house. There was only her on that day, and I was more excited than usual. She asked me if she liked me. Nodding, my heart was moving so fast that it might break. She said she should confess if she regrets. I took the plunge and confessed to her. Even though she's such an aunt? She laughs. She kissed me thank you for not being able to speak nifty words ...
