My name is Yue Yue, from Grade 1 (7).
Our class is the first class of students after the Chengnan High School Park was built. Three independent high schools are enclosed in the same very large campus. The red brick teaching buildings are connected together. The plastic track runs around the central lawn. Even the school gates are grand and spacious. Before the start of the school year, the school issued a notice saying that every Thursday afternoon, students from the three schools could choose courses across the school and take classes at each other, as if three invisible walls were gently pushed open.
I never thought that a gust of wind would blow in through this crack and disrupt my heartbeat throughout high school.
Intention: love