Synopsis
If I can’t take care of what I must do, I can’t take care of what I want to do.
However, time doesn't repeat itself, and the precious moments he's got only stay as relics of the past. He'll still wound up hurt and losing something. Either way, it’s easier that way, is it not? To be given the freedom to not make any more choices; society decides which one takes priority, and studying and working is more important. If you don't do them, you'll die out there.
Even so!
I don’t want to live the rest of my life regretting what I haven’t done.
If it's to be able to tell her how I feel, then I don't care if I lose everything I've built up in life.
[Cover art made by my friend, rot. It is original. Please do not steal or use without permission. Thank you.]