In the years of youth when those not-so-good times passed by, I am grateful for the beauty and tranquility I encountered.
Wearing clean and bright school uniforms, standing at the intersection of light and shadow, we are forced to accept the darkness and cruelty that adults thought we would never know.
I tried my best to give our stories a happy ending, but before the story was finished, all the people in the story dispersed.
They used a non-negotiable attitude to go against me.