Your ashes, my rebirth.
If big trees shade the sun and block the photosynthesis of grass, then you will grow in my canopy.
One has a soft personality and is at the mercy of others, while the other never looks back after hitting a wall. Can they change each other and grow together? Can the secret feelings of youth escape the fate of fate? And whether they will find each other in the crowd.
Motto: If you have a dream, make it now