The first time we met, it was a quick glance in the crowd, and it fell into my heart at just one glance.
The campus at dusk, the whispers of evening self-study, the whispered notes in class, and the secret feelings, luck, regret, regret, are left in the dreams of youth, written in the wind, sealed in the memories of the past, year after year...
Philosophy: Although life is impermanent, everyone you meet is destined to be there.