A quiet bar in a hazy city at night! The lights are quiet, the music is quiet, a cup of coffee, and friends chatting and eating together. Ika can't tell you how many times he has been to this place. ... He's here! Ika couldn't help but feel nervous. Today he was still wearing a white dress and his hair was thin and neat. What song was he going to sing this time?
Summary of content: A group of boys and girls with dreams compose stories about youth and dreams on campus. There are ignorant feelings, pure friendship, and the fighting spirit to go on.
Ps: The text is as plain as a running account. If I can write a story that unfolds, I will admire myself. But I don't know when.