We gather at the secret base, recall those happy summer days.
That simple time, it comes to mind, let’s tell our stories that way.
The jet stream soars across the sky, “It’s all so bright” we laughed and cried. What kind of face was yours back then?
It's summertime again everyone. The director has told me to remind everyone to stop forgetting about sunscreen. The medical ward doesn't have room for sunburns. -Ino from H.R.