I was the student who gave the teacher a headache, living a crazy life in a muddle-headed way, until I met you, which completely broke my world view. Both of them were art students from aristocratic schools, but they were completely opposite. One was like a madman who had been beaten to death, and the other was like a calm sea, comfortable and silent. We met in the season when the college entrance examination was about to take place, but when we met, he gave me away. I asked myself, is it going to end before it even begins? Not willing to give in! I selectively forgot the lesson learned by the older generation, "Don't explore in troubled waters, don't explore in troubled waters." I resolutely jumped into this "ocean". Only then did I realize that the water was deep enough, so deep that I could only mourn the past me...