The boy's hand that was about to open the door paused behind the door where the quarrel came from. When there was a "bang" sound of the door slamming and a roar coming from the room, the left hand that had already clenched his fist was released. The palm of his hand was penetrated by nails and left a little blood on the skin. The boy raised his head and opened the door. The man on the sofa in the living room sat up, took a puff from the cigarette in his hand, walked towards the boy's direction, exhaled the smoke and said slowly, "Let's transfer to another school."
The autumn morning in City A is beautiful, highlighting the unique atmosphere. The streets are covered with yellow leaves, and the sound of sweeping is heard in the distance. Everything is so quiet and harmonious, but also desolate. This is the boy's first impression of this strange city.
Intention: Positive and uplifting