Mu Lin and Ying Yun first met on a rainy day. The early autumn wind felt a little chilly. A boy in a white shirt rode past on his bicycle, while Mu Lin stood beneath an umbrella, one hand in his pocket, looking up at the sky. He saw osmanthus blossoms knocked down by the rain and scattered across the ground. Then, turning his head without thinking, he caught a fleeting glimpse of stunning beauty. For some reason, fate kept bringing them together. It was as if the other had suddenly entered his life, and before they knew it, they had fallen in love.
"Brother, you play guitar. I actually play drums." If this is what you hope for, then let me help you make it happen. If you won't turn back to look at me, then I'll be the one to chase after you. I want to stand by your side with my own two feet, and make sure everyone can see us. This time, let's say I won.
A fiery-tempered drummer underclassman gong * an ultra-sweet guitarist upperclassman shou. Unless something unexpected happens, the beginning should be super sweet, but this is a BE story, so please prepare yourselves. There will be warnings.
Theme: Separation in life and death has always been heartbreaking. May we live in the present and cherish every day.
