Xia Mo from Wujiang No. 1 Middle School is used to hiding in the corner of the stands.
Every evening when the stadium is noisy, his eyes always follow Ling Chen who is playing basketball. She never dared to come up and talk to him, she only watched him running and shooting from a distance. The tiny secret love is hidden in the evening breeze and sweat, quiet and timid. During the long high school years, she only looked at him quietly, hiding her unspoken feelings in countless dusk.
Intention: secret love