That was the first time I knocked on the door of their class, and that was the first time I saw him. What caught my eye was his golden hair shining in the sun, and his unruly and arrogant eyebrows. This boy who was a head taller than me was holding the door frame and staring at me. His eyes seemed to be filled with stars in the entire universe... Later he said, "Yuyou, I am a star that belongs to you." He said, "Yuyou, please, don't be afraid of me."
Purpose: To convey their unique stories, youth pain literature of two-way redemption