You ask me what youth is?
I can't answer.
But when I think of youth, I seem to see all those endless exam papers, the empty pen refills we kept throwing away, the girl obsessed with pop stars standing at the podium during break to play a new song on the computer, and the students sneaking to the rooftop during study hall to bury their faces in their hands and cry over an uncertain future.
Most people's youth has no romance, no travel, no colorful school life. It's as pale as paper, not even worth recording.
Yet in those dim days, a light flickers that we will never be able to reach again in this life.
Theme: The friendship and growth of girls
