She is Su Wan who always ranks at the top of her grade. She has a warm family and a clear and bright life trajectory. He is Shen Yu, the rebellious and rebellious second grader, who comes from a prominent family, but is feared as the school bully. During a conflict after the results of the monthly exam were released, Shen Yu poured out his anger on Su Wan, but accidentally dropped a mysterious black notebook.
When Su Wan opened the notebook she accidentally "picked up" in the empty reading room, what she caught a glimpse of was not the exercises, but another side of Shen Yu that no one knew about - countless unfinished, broken lines of poems filled with sharp loneliness. The sun, the sound of rain, shadows... The heavy loneliness that pervades the words forms a huge contrast with his violent appearance. Somehow, she picked up her blue pen and quietly added her own words next to the sentences that ended abruptly.
This secret "complement" was caught on the spot by Shen Yu. He was like a wounded beast whose territory had been violated, angry and cold, and with the embarrassment of being seen through, he forced her into a corner and took back the book that contained his fragile secrets.
However, the story does not end there. A sudden rainstorm isolated the classroom after school into an island. Su Wan looked at Shen Yu's frozen silhouette by the window and the empty parents' seat beside him, and the loneliness that permeated the notebook instantly became concrete. Impulsively, she placed a special "gift" in front of Shen Yu - a piece of paper filled with all the poems she had completed.
This act of "pity" completely ignited Shen Yu's anger. He held the manuscript paper as if holding her "evidence of guilt" and pressed her against the wall. His cold question was filled with biting sarcasm: "Su Wan, do you pity me?"
Facing the storm and stung pride in his eyes, Su Wan did not flinch. Her gaze crossed his tense shoulders and landed on the cold emptiness that symbolized his lack of family affection. All the fears and explanations have settled down, leaving only a clear and calm response, like a gleam of light penetrating the oppressive rain curtain:
"Shen Yu, you obviously didn't even bring an umbrella."
Concept: The loneliness under the hard shell longs to be seen, and the real courage lies in penetrating the surface, touching and responding to the unknown vulnerability.