This is a very long story, so long that the sun has changed from the dazzling light to the gentleness that can be looked directly at; this is a story about growth. Where will the teenage years we have experienced send us? Will the future be a good place? This is not just a story about love. Perhaps bravery is the greater theme of life than love. It is also not a very interesting story. It made me cry many times, but I also learned many things in the story, such as letting go seriously and saying goodbye well. What does the sun look like in your eyes? The sun in my eyes hides love in a place that is out of reach, but I know that the sun will penetrate everything and will eventually shine on me; love cannot be seen sometimes, but it can definitely be felt. Love is like the sun.
Youth campus + sadomasochism
