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Summer in the second grade, the days of youth.
They were more fickle than anyone, more mysterious than anyone, and more beautiful than anyone.
First love, sweet-and-sour memories.
Summer days passed with grief.
Summer at the age of 25.
When I noticed, I became a salaried worker.
Looking up at the sky, I thought about my days as if I were dreaming.
As if I were nostalgia, when I turned on my smartphone that I used to use as a student, I tried to send myself a message.
"I'll regret it."
The thoughts I had before, which I didn't expect to receive.
But the smartphone returned a vibration.
"What are you doing out of the blue?"
It was a message from myself in the past.