If love is a plate of loose sand, then I am the tiniest grain of sand in this plate of loose sand. I watch other sands aggregate and form, and I can only be shaken off. But fortunately, in this abyss where there are countless shaken off sand, I met you, and we became a new shape. Is this romance? I don't think it's just that we happened to meet each other.
Purpose: Campus bullying is closely related to each of us, but when it really comes, I hope everyone can be brave enough to resist like the protagonist.