The sun slanted into the classroom, and the girl was like a person whom the light loved, shining half of her face with light. Guang gently stroked the girl's cheek. The boy stared at the girl in fascination. He was afraid if the girl moved. What are you afraid of? She's afraid that the girl will know that there is a pervert looking at her like this every day. The boy watched and was afraid for four years. No protagonist
Concept: Inspiration