The secret love of youth is the sour apple on the apple tree, and the green face cannot hide the pink color of the heart.
In a mutual game of secret love, who will be the first to admit defeat? Does the person who speaks first really want to admit defeat?
What kind of sparks will arise when two Aquarius with extreme relationships collide on campus? Will the final outcome of a long-planned secret love plan and the entanglement of a seemingly ignorant love novice be a forced regret?
Purpose: Cherish the present and leave no regrets