Subversive and intertwined, empty and heavy, it's you and me, this hourglass. Fortunately, time passes and there are always moments of coexistence. You are not an idol, and I don't like watching dramas, but why do you still have different feelings at first sight? The classroom is so familiar that it feels disgusting, and you who are so unfamiliar are being carried forward by the ticking sound. No one has the chance to look back. Maybe because of this, I don't know, you haven't noticed, time has brought you and me to each other...