In the second year of high school when the cicadas were noisy, she hid her heartbeat in the mezzanine of her desk. When she forgot to bring breakfast, she would give her half a piece of bread to warm her heart. But when she saw her walking side by side with the girls in the next class on the playground, the warmth would instantly turn into sourness in her heart. The joys and sorrows of her youth were all controlled by this unknowing girl.
Intention: I am just a student!