My school split in two.
Half of it represents "successful" academic education. We study hard and write hard in this cold window.
The other half is the natural education that represents "freedom", where they bathe in the sun and laugh.
I hate the inhumane rules of the East Campus and yearn for the warm spring breeze of the West Campus
But my parents said that the system in West Campus is harmful to people. Only a filial son can be born under a stick. No matter how hard you work, you will gain something.
Well, they love me... Then... Since they are doing it for my own good, I will choose East Campus.
When will the caged bird fly?
There is no flying when the wings are broken.
Then... Let me stay with her in this eternal cage.
Intention: Life is precious, love is even more valuable. For the sake of freedom, both can be thrown away
