We can never predict the trajectory of our lives. Sometimes things we think are impossible will be piled up by the sand in the river of time, forming bumps one after another. These seemingly natural traces will slowly become a part of our lives. The time of youth is short but profound. On the seemingly ordinary university campus, everyone's life trajectory is being carved by themselves. Several sisters who came together because of the band thought that they would be lifelong friends through life and death. However, as spring passed and autumn came, secret feelings arose in many corners. Those who make you successful are called heroes, and those who destroy you are called demons.
Intention: Cherish what you have and be grateful