The corner of the library is like a tender encounter - the paper crane she left when she occupied a seat for her, the smiling face hidden in the notes she handed in class became her burning courage when she confessed her love. From the classroom to the cafeteria, walking side by side along the tree-lined avenue turned "happiness" into a calmness as warm as water.
But there is always an undercurrent in the eyes on campus. Another figure approaches with warm affection, the hot milk tea handed to her during class, the hand cream silently placed on the table during evening study, the vines of the triangle relationship quietly entwine her daily life. Disputes in club activities broke out before the dormitory. The words "Don't pay attention to me anymore" shattered the tacit understanding of side by side. The dullness in reality also became wrinkled. Cold wars and quarrels became the norm and eventually ended.
She stood downstairs in the dormitory holding her favorite sunflower, and the promise of getting back together fell to the ground in the evening breeze. Little did he know that the long distance after graduation would become a new sharp edge, and the quarrel across the screen would once again tear apart the relationship. Later, a newcomer reached out to her in the internship unit. The moment she was rejected, she was shocked to realize: the notes passed around in the classroom, the noodles she made at home, the tears during the quarrel, and the caution after getting back together could not withstand the flow of distance and growth.
Now she was left alone, sitting in the seat where they had studied together. The notebook on the table still contained the graffiti they had drawn on each other, like a question that no one could answer.
Purpose: Inspirational pursuit of all girls' worries and a perfect ending for all regrets