This is a very common story about youth. A girl who is surrounded by love but does not know how to love, a boy whose eyes are moved by the warmth of sunshine, a girl who starts her only rebellion for the person she likes, a boy who silently protects, a girl who is simple but tired of the world...
Youth is inevitably painful, mostly because our thinking is not mature enough and we can only use "brute force" to move forward. In the end, you hurt others and yourself. These children, who are wandering in the torrent of youth, insist on and protect what they value in their own way...
I dare not say that their lives are more wonderful than others, or more full of pain than others. But what I want to say is that in those years, they were the most important presence in each other's lives.