Fortunately, I still have a consistent love for words and am able to write the next chapter to live my life. The past is like smoke. As I move forward a little reluctantly, the memory becomes lighter and lighter. The suspicion, curiosity, and palpitations of the past have now been explained. The remaining fire of youth, which is about to be extinguished in reality, uses the faint light supported by some memories to write a story of youth.
Passing each other by each other inadvertently on campus, being randomly divided into groups, coincidentally handing out the wrong homework, rarely looking up at each other at the same time, etc., Small things can cause big waves in the girl's heart. But it turns out that a coincidence is just a coincidence. There was a sudden loud noise in the clear sky. Could the "coincidental" thunder be the careful planning of Thunder God?
Intention: Is it a coincidence or a plan?