The sound of the fists penetrated the eardrums like a never-ending symphony. The sky that day was gray and the air was so stuffy that it seemed difficult to breathe. The boy's face was flushed with heat or because the music moved his heartstrings.
"Hey, do you want to go see the sea?"
"Why do you want to go?"
"The seaside is so nice, with sandy beaches and sea breeze... Especially the sunrise. Do you want to go see it? It must be beautiful."
"The sunrise... Yeah"
"Let's go together."
The sunrise must be beautiful, the rolling clouds look like they have been burned by fire
Concept: Youth Campus
