Or the story of school, pressure, grades, overt and covert struggles, and the love that blossoms in it. There are everything we are familiar with: basketball, a boy wearing a plaid shirt, a girl wearing a blue headband, a teacher wearing black-rimmed glasses, a couple sharing a pen, the principal, scholarships, and the canteen. When I was a child, I didn't understand love, and I hurt the other person so deeply that when I recall it, I am full of sentimentality.