I am Su Xiaoman, a fat girl who always hides herself in a large school uniform. In the corner of the classroom full of whispers, in front of the desk late at night where the drawings were torn to pieces, painting was my only outlet. I turned all the grievances, dreams, and tears I dared not express into words into comic letters, and secretly stuffed them into the "wish mailbox" of a used bookstore. Those letters to the late cartoonist carried my most secret expectations, but I never dared to sign them with my real name.
When rumors of plagiarism flooded in, when my mother tore up my sketchbook, and when dreams and reality collided fiercely, I thought I could only be a "transparent person" forever. Until one day, a strange pencil reply appeared in the mailbox. In a few strokes, a girl running in the rain was sketched. The caption read: "No matter how heavy the rain is, it can't extinguish the heartbeat under the drawing paper."
It turns out that there is always a ray of light in the world that will pass through all denial and doubt and illuminate every sincere and loving heart. Those unsent letters will eventually become the stars that open up the future. This is a story about how a ridiculed dream breaks ground and grows, about regret and reconciliation between two generations. Perhaps, you can also find your own courage in these comic letters.
Intent: Use "unsent letters" to connect loneliness, longing and growth, as a metaphor for the thoughts that adolescent boys and girls dare not express, and ultimately achieve self-acceptance and intergenerational understanding through artistic expression.