On the first day when I transferred to another school, I fell down in front of the whole class, and a boy named Shen Huaixu lent me a piece of school uniform. I thought this was the beginning of a story, but later I learned that it was my ticket into a storm.
Intention: "In the polarized light of midsummer, we all see the cracks in each other that others cannot see. Then we choose not to let go."