(King of Internet) Walk to the Sky

**"Walking to Skylight"** ——When the absolute order of ISTJ collides with the aesthetics of chaos of ENTP **"The one-hundredth of a second of virtual focus in your lens is a survival rule that I calibrated for three years"** **Genius Photographer×Data Tyrant** The tactical board of the Seigaku Tennis Club was always spotless, until Sayuri Yamama broke into Tezuka Kunimitsu's rules barrier while carrying a camera. This ENTP girl who turned the darkroom into an explosion scene and used expired film to take pictures of the bloody setting sun was able to penetrate the ISTJ director's facial expression management that was as precise as a Swiss clock—— "Tezuka-kun, the sound of your footsteps entering the club room at 7:03 every day is more accurate than the darkroom timer." She smiled and threw the secret photo on the tactical map. The 0.3 Second fragile moment of the boy rubbing his shoulders in the picture pierced the three-year-old perfect mask. When Shanjian turned his injury data into cyberpunk-style visual art, and when Tezuka decoded fatal tactics in her garbled draft paper, two extreme souls had a dangerous reaction in the developer: he personally dyed the tactical blueprint of her snow-white darkroom red, and she carved the rebellious gene into his frozen old order. **"The order you want and the freedom I want are finally on the same frequency at the moment when the film is burning"** ◆ISTJ's Absolute Domain Collapse Record -The community rules engraved into the DNA VS the chaotic aesthetics of spray paint graffiti -Three-year injury database VS scar development under red light in darkroom -Survival mode with precision down to seconds vs. Out-of-control romance with a shutter speed of one hundredth of a second ◆ENTP's guide to reverse domestication "Confining me with rules? Then turn your training plan into an abstract canvas" "Want a perfect mask? My lens is designed to capture the moment when your eyelashes tremble." "Refuse treatment? Forging medical reports is a genius' specialty." **"I knew there would be such a person——"** On a rainy night, Shan Jian rushed into the club room with a wet camera and saw Tezuka wrapping the bleeding bandage back on his sleeve. He always appears when the dusk rain falls, with his white shirt buttoned to the top, like a specimen displayed in a glass cabinet. But she clearly saw water droplets hanging from his eyelashes, refracted into tiny stardust under the red light of the darkroom. **"It was raining heavily when you came, but you still packed yourself up and looked your best to see me."** She deliberately stuffed the candid photo of her in a hospital gown into his neat tactical book, and he acquiesced to this transgression. It was like he always accurately intercepted her route of climbing over the wall to escape training, but let the cherry blossoms fall into her hair. When the pain-relieving bandage wraps around the leaking film box, when the shadow of the three-year-old injury collides with the girl's gold-plated courage to pursue the light, they look at each other in the steaming mist of the developer—— **"We tacitly understand that it is our exclusive memory."** ◆High-density soul game: -Medical room electrocardiogram × darkroom developer red mark -The shadow of a three-year old wound × the gold-plated courage of a girl chasing the light -Tennis Data Storm×Film Burning Love Letter At the critical point of the explosion of reason and sensibility, they will jointly develop the strongest film of youth - the ultimate showdown between ISTJ and ENTP, which is nothing more than two loners violently confirming each other: "You see, my chaos contains the life force you crave." "And my order can catch all your dangerous falls." Purpose: Love will make each other grow