The first time Qiu Yingying met Chen Yi was at the opening ceremony of her second year of high school. Golden leaves fell from the sycamore trees all over the courtyard, and the wind carried the buzzing echo of the principal's speech on the rostrum. She was walking to the new classroom with a pile of new books she had just received. She was hit by a basketball in the lower back and jumped forward. When the books were scattered on the floor, she looked up and caught a pair of eyes. The boy was wearing a white-washed blue and white school uniform, with his sleeves rolled up to his forearms, exposing his hands with clear wrist bones. When he bent down to help her pick up the exercise book, his fingertips brushed against the back of her hand, bringing with it the warmth of the sun from the stadium. "I'm sorry," he said in a low voice, handing over the neatly arranged book with a piece of sycamore leaf rubbed up between his fingertips, "I'm Chen Yi from the science class next door." Qiu Yingying still had shoulder-length hair at that time, with sneaky curls at the ends. The wind blew and blocked her eyes. When she brushed her hair away, her heart beat like a flying badminton on the playground. She even said it was okay, her voice was as thin as a mosquito.
Concept: love romance