Wild Reeds by the Roadside

At the age when love is just beginning to blossom, there are countless reasons to fall for someone.

She was a tuft of reed fluff caught in the winds of youth, drifting with the breeze before landing in his palm.

I think love is a touch and yet not a touch.

CP setup: rivals-to-lovers couple

Slow burn / bickering couple / bittersweet / ensemble school life

Theme: Love is just as precious as ideals