Setting: 19-year-old "perfect" senior (?) X 17-year-old loser Wishers (?) With skin hunger and thirst
"I only wanted to exchange the weak light of fire for the blessing I gave you, but I never thought I would get the billions of starlight that belongs to you."
[In this world, Wishers are "god-like" existences that ordinary humans admire. They perfectly combine the advantages of men and women and become "new humans" with almost no shortcomings. Whether it is morality, intelligence, body, beauty, labor, or other aspects, they are all-round excellent human beings. They are kind, righteous, and possess a currently unknown, mysterious, blessed power - which makes them truly "superiors".
The title is taken from the 24th line of the 95th poem "Reflections on Midnight" in "Melancholy and Ideals" in Baudelaire's collection of poems "Les Flevrs Du Mal".
Friendly reminder: This is my first time writing an original story, so please give me your advice + Original worldview + Clean and sweet parties can feel free to enter + The early relationship development is faster and sweeter, but the middle and later stages are more violent, and finally HE
When I started imagining it, it was already the end of the first half of the third year of junior high school, and I wanted to commemorate my three years of junior high school with this story. For me, both the left and right are "I", but one is the existence that I long to be, and the other is the "I" that I think is the reality. Therefore, their emotional journey is more like a process of finding themselves rather than a serious love affair.
Purpose: Record life
