The winter in the north was extremely cold that year.
From the beginning, they wanted to imitate each other to death, to holding hands and secretly eating instant noodles during evening self-study.
In fact, both of them were very poor.
Then one of them left.
He only knew that it was a very far away city, so far away that he had only seen it in books. It was disturbing and trance-like, but he could do nothing.
We met again after many years, looking at each other from a distance across a sea of people, silently caring about each other.
A bit dank but not too much, super innocent
Always two points less than the first place in terms of combat power, maximum suffering
Intention: Fate or something, it's probably destiny