He, the flower of the high mountains, is out of reach, but there is a pain in his heart.
He is unruly and bohemian, but he has his own bitterness and loneliness.
The bond of fate brings them together.
I don't know who was moved first,
Is it love at first sight or love that grows over time?
But they all caught each other's ups and downs of heart,
Go to each other bravely and open your hearts...
Intention: Youth