She was just an ordinary student with no background, but she fell in love with a senior who was so good that she felt inferior. When a secret love is exposed, is it ambiguous? Is it a spare tire? Or a true love that cannot be made public?
When a sensitive and fragile young man meets a sensible and smart senior, when love meets helpless reality, and when he enters the society from college, where should this relationship go?
"I'm just an ordinary girl. How much better than a man can I be to make such a good woman willing to hold my hand openly? So I can only run and chase with all my strength. I just hope that one day I can be by your side. I just ask you to allow me to look at you."