Gazing at the cherry blossoms, then looking up to admire the scattered stars, the two hoped that even when everything was just beginning, they could still be together like this.
Beichen No. 1 High School welcomed two legendary students, and it wasn't just because of their outstanding grades.
One moment, the two said they'd be late reporting to school. The next, they appeared on the podium with injuries and introduced themselves.
One moment, they swore nobody would put meat in tomato and egg soup. The next, they stared into the soup at the bits of meat floating in it, lost in thought.
One moment, someone said they'd lead everyone out of the foggy forest. The next, they pulled out a phone and opened a map.
One moment, someone said that seeing a person once would be enough to etch their face into their memory. The next, they held up a photo and asked the person in it, "Have you seen the person in this photo?"
With less than three days until the provincial competition, their classmates watched the two "top contenders" flirt and act as if they couldn't care less. They couldn't help worrying about them.
On the day the results were announced, the two were outside fighting. God, it was enough to make your lungs burst with anger.
The principal had just criticized their behavior as a disgrace to the school's reputation and ordered them to write self-criticisms. He thought they were probably terrible students who were only there to waste time.
The next moment, he was staring at a stack of competition certificates, almost all bearing their names. They'd won so many awards their hands were full, and could even give impromptu speeches. They showed none of the joy or excitement you'd expect after winning, as if it were all just a formality.
The principal was left reeling. The few hairs remaining on his bald head fluttered from side to side, but somehow stayed rooted in place.
Teachers and students below: ...Is this what they mean by writing a self-criticism one moment and giving a speech the next?
Classmates: Please, just stop showing off your powers. We can't take it anymore. At this rate, we're going to lose our minds.
A gentle, goofy boy who's terrible with directions vs. a cheerful, energetic boy with face blindness
Theme: Youth doesn't last forever, and the past can't simply fade like smoke!
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