The wind that summer blew through the sycamore trees in the teaching building, and also disturbed the unconcealed heartbeats in the eyes of the boy and girl.
We once walked side by side throughout the entire university, thinking we would go on forever, but we got separated at a fork in the road.
When we meet again after many years, we are still the same people and our thoughts have not changed.
Those unspoken likes, the unscheduled apologies, and a group of friends who are still lively,
On a familiar campus, we piece together a period of belated happiness.
Intention: Two-way redemption