On the campus that summer, the breeze blew across my face, and I met you. That glance and smile were deeply engraved in my heart. I was a gangster with poor academic performance. I loved playing basketball, games, brotherhood, and young and Dangerous boys. And you, with excellent academic performance and a well-off family background, seemed to have found motivation in whichever subject I met you.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
