In the midsummer of Melbourne, the branches are covered with jacarandas, and pink and purple fall flowers spread across the school road, wrapped in the secret pull of two souls.
She is of mixed Chinese and Korean descent. She is as sensitive as fragile flower petals. Her thoughts are hidden in the laboratory and the sound of coffee grinding. Her heart beats cautiously, and she even approaches with hesitation.
As a Chinese-Australian, she has a deep-seated uneasiness under her cold exterior. She has skin hunger and separation anxiety, is dark and clumsy, and uses possessiveness to cover up the longing in her heart.
A misunderstanding, three separations, across the mountains and seas of Queensland and Canada, the regret of the train being late, the grievance of missing the umbrella, made two imperfect people miss each other repeatedly in the hustle and bustle of midsummer.
From campus to workplace, from temptation to redemption, jacaranda blooms every year and will eventually catch all unspoken thoughts.
Intent: Love makes people like children