1. First-person perspective, no name, extremely lack of sense of immersion, the whole story is secondary, with a bit of stream of consciousness that is not difficult to understand.
2. The whole story only serves the lame love poem at the end
3. It's really hard for me to find a specific classification. "I" is just me. There is no gender attribution when setting up. Similarly, he does not have a clear gender, but at present, the femininity of "I" is very prominent.
4. Strictly speaking, there is no perceptual line. If I have to circle a cp, it will be me x him/her/it.
5. If you choose to finish reading this story, you will most likely waste a few minutes of your life.
Intention: One day the tower will fall into sand and I can become it again