[Everyone is trash, including me]
Lin Yiyuan, 1.7Cm tall, is a world-weary and beautiful young man, but he lives like a transparent person in the class. He is arrogant and inferior. While he firmly believes that he is an undiscovered genius, he hates that he is just one of countless wastes. He craves attention but hates crowds, like a comical clown who greedily swallows every compliment and morbidly enjoys every insult.
[As long as I stand in the center of the stage, I am happy with flowers or rotten eggs]
He hates everyone around him——
Zhou Ran, why can that hot-blooded idiot laugh so happily?
Shen Congyan, why are you pretending to be an aloof academic who is so quick at solving problems?
Bai Zhao, a pervert who dresses like a woman and is very proud of cheating money online?
Bai Yao is a gentle and scumbag, but in fact he is a pervert and a sick man.
He could see beauty—the red color of the clouds in the setting sun, the shadow cast by Bai Zhao's eyelashes during his live broadcast, and the arc drawn by the tip of Shen Congyan's pen when solving problems. But he couldn't draw or write, so he could only let those pictures rot in his mind.
I just want to keep it, that's all.
※The all-villain version of Youth Story has no redemption, just a group of bad people who hate each other and have to live together.
※ When high sensitivity meets low morality, when aesthetic talent meets expression barriers.
※Cure youth pain literature (Ⅹ)
Depressive, abstract and crazy literature (√)
"Don't expect the ending. Stories about people like us - even a bad ending is considered flattering."
Purpose: Under the seemingly normal youth campus narrative, explore the possibility of spiritual dilemma and self-salvation. Through the perspective of Lin Yiyuan, a multiple personality patient, it shows the human instinct to use fantasy to resist trauma, and the paradox of survival in the interweaving of reality and illusion - when reality is more painful than illusion, is sobriety the real madness? Ultimately it points to a cruel and tender answer: even if the world is fictional, those emotional connections that make you willing to continue living are still worthy of being called "real."