When you are favored by the God of fate, do you choose to accept it, or do you just be yourself like her, "I never believe in fate, only believe in myself." A girl wandering between reality and fantasy, struggling between love and being loved, youth passed away quietly like this... A boy wandering in rebellion and growth, struggling between love and hate, youth can never go back... One jumping figure after another, one memory after another, this is my seventeen-year-old youth. An ordinary school, a group of extraordinary teenagers, a special youth past. I wonder if you are also there?