I never know which one comes first, love or being loved, which one comes first, encounter or miss, which one comes first, sweetness or abuse. In short, the one who comes first is the one who is destined to come. That person, that thing, that heartbeat, that hesitation in your life, maybe a step earlier, maybe a step later, he/she/it still comes.
Intention: There is hesitation and ignorance, but also determination and perseverance, knowing the world but not being worldly, cherishing small loves and chasing big ones, this is what youth should be like