We met in that midsummer, the sky was blue, the wind was warm, the sun was scorching all things on the earth unscrupulously, and the branches on the trees beside the road were growing wildly. The cicadas are chirping, the sun is shining on the earth, and a gust of wind is blowing and setting off a wave of green. I fell in love with you the first time I saw you.
Concept: one-way love