This is my first attempt at campus writing, and most likely it will be similar to the previous style. I probably won't be able to write something too relaxed, so I hope that the cute little ones can change it to something light and funny.
Theater one
The light cast by the moon in the alley shone on Yin Lin's face, glowing softly, softening the cold atmosphere.
This is where they met.
Theater 2
The classroom was fully heated, but there was no sweat in the hands of the two of them. The two hands of adolescent boys were tightly attached to each other, not caring at all about being discovered by others.
Kong Yu?? Yin Lin
This is also the first story I want to insist on finishing.
Concept: He said that I shined his light into the abyss, but I think it's the opposite.