When "what should be" and "what is really" begin to misalign,
When acting becomes the clumsiest affection,
How can two people wearing smiling masks recognize their true reflections in each other's eyes?
This is not a story about salvation.
This is a long record of two lonely children slowly getting closer, testing compatibility, and finally learning to coexist in the rainy season of youth.
Purpose: This is a quiet epic written for the silent. It does not provide a fantasy to escape reality, but only provides companionship to confirm reality - in the rainy season of youth, we can all be mushrooms waiting to be claimed, learning to grow in the humidity.