Library

Amid the chirping of cicadas in September, I opened the door to a new world. The deskmate with short silver hair handed over a draft paper filled with shy tenderness; the squad leader with long black straight hair, a cunning and quiet care hidden behind the tip of the pen; the blond transfer student raised his chin, covering up his childhood agreement with awkward words; the white-haired girl in the corner silently weaved her gaze with a paintbrush and lemon candies. The blue braid brushes the kindness, and the wheat-colored arms embrace the lively daily life. And when I opened the door, the aroma of food filled the air with the long-lost "Welcome back, brother". This is a story about youth, encounter and choice. Under the noisy campus and warm roofs, his life is filled with multiple colors, and errors in heartbeat observation continue to occur...