I Smile Only for You

No System, transmigration, rebirth, or other fantastical setup. Just the ordinary days of youth on campus, with everyone living their own story.

A youthful campus, naive boys, and passionate friendship.

In the breeze of more than a decade ago were the scent of fresh ink from new schoolbooks at the start of term, the smell of the rubber track on the sports field, the aroma of lunch drifting from the cafeteria, and the faint fragrance of the boy in the white shirt sitting in front of you...

Time flies. Are the people who were by your side back then still with you? Do those scents still linger in your memories?