"The world is uncertain, you and I..., I promise..." Can daily oaths really stabilize the turbulent heart of youth? Are there whispers of complaints among the endorsements echoing in the classroom? How do you get through the bitter and tiring senior year of high school? During those dark days, was there a ray of moonlight that happened to be scattered around me to guide me and move forward bravely? Not bitter or tired, senior year in high school is tasteless, neither crazy nor crazy, youth is colorless.
Concept: Campus love story