The best thing from a young age is to have what you like around you and what you want in front of you. I wonder if there is a boy who appears in everyone's school days, sweating on the playground all day long, smiling brightly, as if the edges and corners of the world are melting into his eyes that are like morning dew, so clean and pure, uncontaminated by any worldliness. He seems to never be angry, and smiles like the spring breeze in March when he sees everyone.
"They still like each other, and no one has let anyone down."
It's just a deep love and a shallow relationship.
Concept: youth, campus, dreams, regrets.