I noticed him, I liked him, I fell in love with him, I fell in love with him.
(First person perspective)
I come from an ordinary family, I am introverted and have low self-esteem. I am not very good at taking care of myself, but I somehow endear myself to others. In this nuclear garden where the cicadas are chirping in summer, I secretly hide my love for him in the gaps between every time I lower my head and raise my eyes. I don't know where this worry will go, but I know that the starting point of this secret love may also be the starting point of my pursuit of love...
Purpose: To analyze the game of love and growth in youth through a secret love from its bud to its end, and to ask about the starting point of love and the return of oneself in the cycle of heartbeat and relief.
