Synopsis: The setting sun spills through the glass onto the windowsill. Our story rides on the wind and brings us together.
I glanced at his eyes without thinking. Our gazes suddenly met. He stood there without a word, smiling faintly, his eyes clear and bright, as if the whole world had lit up.
He was always so sunny and full of energy, standing in his school uniform on the sunlit field, standing in my heart, etched into my fifteenth and sixteenth years.
Theme: We fear nothing, and our future is bright.
