A story about a young man growing up. People are similar by nature, but □□. Whether it's intelligence or other virtues, few are innate; most are learned. The journey from innocence to maturity may provide plenty of interesting stories. In short, it's about raising a boy.
When you're young, just holding hands can make your heart race and your face flush. A few words from the person you like can keep you tossing and turning all night. I hope I can capture at least a little of the feeling of the rainy season.
