The year I met my master, I was in the kindergarten class and I was 5 years old. When my master met me, he was only in the first grade of elementary school. He was 2 years older than me, and he was 7 years old that year. We went to the same elementary school, junior high school, and high school. The gap appeared when we were admitted to college, because no matter how hard I studied, I could never catch up with him, who was the top student in school. This is my story, or it may be yours. In short, it must be warm and happy to think about.
Concept: A story about companionship and growing up together