Youth is like the leaf that still hangs on the branches of the sycamore in late autumn and refuses to fall. It has experienced the prosperity of midsummer and has shown its most beautiful style at the best time. It stubbornly wants to exist for a while, but it will pass quietly as time goes by. However, if you can bloom your own style, you will not let down the ignorant time that comes with it.
Concept: Romantic youth time