One is an arrogant senior in the second year of high school, and the other is a gentle junior in the first year of high school. This is not only a campus love story with mixed joys and sorrows, but also the beauty that belongs to oneself that has been hidden in a person's heart for many years. Whose first love is not sweet, and whose first love is not sad, what I write may be ideal, and what you read may be true. Years later, no matter where you are or who is next to you, you will always think of someone inadvertently, right? Even if the ending is not so happy, you will always smile when you think of him. Maybe, this is my story and your story. When you read someone in the story, don't be sad, because when you look back, he will be behind you, waiting to hold your hand.
Intention: recall a past and retain a youth