As many times as love has died, so many times will it be reborn. The youth of most girls is very dull. School, home, and everything else have become the entirety of their youth. Occasionally something else happens, or they meet a boy, which will change some of their views and some of their life trajectories, because they have too little experience in this area. This is a one-sided, short-lived story. It records the process of a girl who has just begun to fall in love with someone. Things have happened and she has grown. The flower will bloom again, and I wish her better!
Intention: Growth, thinking, love, youth