The classroom fan squeaks and spins, and the chirping of cicadas fills the entire midsummer.
They are teenagers sitting side by side under the same skylight. The handwriting on the test paper echoes from afar, but their heartbeats quietly share the same frequency in an unknown corner.
The eyes collided and then evaded hastily, the people deliberately distanced themselves but couldn't help but get closer, all the heartbeats that wanted to speak but were hesitant were hidden in the silent gazes during the evening self-study.
The mind of a seventeen-year-old is too quiet. Even the resonant heartbeat can only be hidden from the wind and the sun, but it cannot be deceived by itself.
Intention: Study hard