Hello there, I'm someone who's always been a dreamer. Ever since I can recall, my heart has been filled with vivid imaginings of my dearest companion - my best friend. There's a special moment in my heart, a first kiss that's been reserved just for him. As I turn 21, I find myself surrounded by hidden truths and an artificial facade. The question looms: can I maintain this delicate balance without everything falling apart? Can I keep the memories of the past safely tucked away, where they belong?
