The wind is already filled with the smell of summer, and what passes by is the familiar smell of peppermint candies. The young man is always sailing at a fast pace. It is probably because of unknowing love, which goes deeper and deeper. You are the only one I love.
In the midsummer of that year, accompanied by the chirping of insects and the blush of the setting sun, that was the last time we saw each other.
Concept: Youth Campus