Li Zhaoyu is a quiet and reserved academic master, while Mateo is a lively and cheerful academic scumbag.
The two people who were supposed to be parallel collided into each other's world because of being at the same table.
The thoughts of young people are hidden in scratch paper, evening study hall and the street lamps walking side by side.
This is a period of youth that is so clean and shining, and a love that I dare not say out loud.
Intention: I don't know
