The cherry blossoms in March are in full bloom, and whispers and chuckles are heard from time to time in the classroom. Li En drags his cheeks and stares at the cherry blossoms outside the window in trance. A steady sound of footsteps is heard. The girl looks up and meets those firm and gentle eyes. The wind blowing through the cherry blossoms caresses the girl's broken hair and kisses her eyes. Time seems to have stopped, and only the beating heart continues to write the story.
Concept: Looking down and looking up on the podium are destined to be parallel lines that cannot intersect.