White clothes, black hair, glasses, basketball, playground, runway, corridor, canteen, tobacco and alcohol, Internet cafe, back view, midsummer, sunset...
It seemed that he was not there in my youth, and he seemed to be everywhere.
It seems that a love that has no results from the beginning is destined to make no waves.
I could only stand in the distance, watching the sun rise from the east and set to the west, signaling the end of my secret love.
Intention: Live well and grow slowly