In the midsummer when cicadas are noisily chirping, camphor trees cover the sky and the shade spreads over the playground, and the thoughts of young people are hidden in the corners of school uniforms.
He is a dazzling and flamboyant young man, unruly, talented but willing to fall; she is a quiet and reserved girl, gentle and progressive, with a damaged appearance but strong and proud.
Only you see my goodness and believe in me unconditionally.
Only you stand in front of me unconditionally and protect me.
In the green campus wrapped in sunshine, they redeem each other, encourage each other and see the beauty, and a secret love that no one knows about quietly takes root.
The inadvertent meeting of eyes, the passing heartbeat, the subtle tenderness hidden in the sea of essays and the fights between classes.
Those joys that dare not be expressed in words, approach cautiously, the throbbing that belongs to two people alone in their long youth. It turns out that the best time is when I quietly fall in love with you, and you also look at me, you understand me, and I cherish you.
Suddenly this summer, I actually liked you earlier than you.
Intention: In the gentle echo of time, it is midsummer again. The spirit of youth is an irreplaceable thing. Never give up. This is the eternally fresh and splendid youth.
