I don't even know what state of mind I was in when I wrote this story. Maybe I was being impulsive... I just suddenly realized that my high school years, my college years, and my youth hadn't been as dramatic as I imagined when I was a child, and that the future wouldn't be passionate and exciting either. But I couldn't accept that. Reality can't be relived, so I'll create a fictional world and let the protagonist experience a different life, grow through different events, and learn how to love and be loved... At the same time, he'll also experience partings and loss...
