A short article written four years ago. I was a sophomore in college at that time. I had experienced the freshness of college and had burst a lot of soap bubbles. There were still many bubbles left to be popped in the next three years.
Sangvi is my favorite name. The Sangvi in this article is also the person I want to be but can never be.
If someone can read immature works and smile slightly after reading them, that's enough.