When I was 15 years old, I no longer wanted to struggle and let the black hole suck me away. Everyone else used their strength to step on me and crawl out. Only he stood in the light, covered with a black veil, stretched out his hand and grabbed me. He just appeared in my 15-year-old life: in my eyes, his eyes were as bottomless as the black monster, but there was a halo behind him that was more dazzling than the light. The moment he reached out, neither of us could have imagined that this would be a lifelong bond.
Intention: love