Let me explain first: AI generation.
"Why do you always remember my name?"
"Because... You are the only one who makes me unable to turn a blind eye."
She keeps the rules, she breaks them; she is accustomed to order, and she brings color. When the preparations for the art festival cause two parallel lines to intersect, and when a heavy rain washes away all the unspoken confessions, they will finally understand - some heartbeats are like the traces of a pencil across the paper, which may seem light but cannot be erased.
Concept: AI's sudden whim