Beside the school field sat a dense grove.
Making her way through the grove, she glanced at the dense parasol and ginkgo trees. Pain flashed through her eyes.
The silliness and innocence of her youth came rushing back to her.
There were always many couples who would get together in the earlier part of high school, but when the time came for graduation, most of them would become unsure about their futures.
And so, on the night of the end of the college entrance examinations, this little grove would fill up with many couples.
It was almost like a standard practice.
In the grove, many couples liked to etch their names on a particular paulownia tree with thick large branches, which was nearly a century old.
