I fell in love with someone I could never get, and for a while I felt melancholy. I am entangled in the gap and contradiction that I love someone so wholeheartedly, but that person doesn't even know my last name. But recently I have thought about many things. Maybe some love does not need to be responded to. As long as I remember this pure love, it has meaning. For me, this love is a beam of light in ordinary life, which always heals and warms me. It always appears inadvertently and lights up my little world. I want to record these moments that are illuminated by this love - these moments are so brief but so dazzling.
Intention: love