The girl felt her heart flutter for the first time, but she was too shy to speak. When will the seeds of love break through?
A forum post I accidentally browsed points to the true identity of the librarian.
The restaurant after school, the empty tram in the morning, and the cafe in the afternoon are full of youthful figures.
Friends made and misunderstood feelings continue to grow in a series of events.
Can a girl's love equation break through the unsolvable range?
Concept: Everyone needs love, but success does not necessarily need to be meaningful