SSNI-548 It was my first love that I had to watch my classmates make love in front of myself in a single relationship where nothing happened.

P.P.S.S. was the first thing I liked, the first thing I couldn't confess, the story of a single person who didn't grow into a relationship that was taken away by someone else, like a knife, but there was no relationship, so it wasn't anyone's fault, and it was just that I didn't want to get up, because it was a B.S.S.S. style. She went out with her friends and she couldn't do anything.