It's Not Spring yet on the Shore of the Island

In the midsummer of the third year of junior high school, the hot wind carried the unique ignorance of young people into the boring daily routine of preparing for exams. The story unfolds from the first person's point of view, telling the story of a girl who has not yet learned about love, and her growth process as she begins to fall in love step by step during the chaotic third grade of junior high school. At that time, she didn't understand what heartbeat was like. A joke from someone else, an inadvertent approach, or a tit-for-tat tug made her speculate and confused again and again. She would mistake temporary concern for good feelings, unable to distinguish the source of the throbbing in her heart. She would be swayed and confused in several vague and ambiguous intersections, wondering again and again whether she was attracted to him, and constantly guessing at the emotions hidden in the young man's eyes. Arguments, heckles, occasional solitude, tiny moments hidden in exercise books and chats between classes, all the little things slowly unfolded. After being entangled, lost, and sorting herself out again and again, the girl lost her original ignorance and recklessness, finally cleared up the layers of fog in her heart, distinguished between temporary novelty and true love, and found the person who truly affected her emotions. This is not a vigorous confession, but a youthful past that belongs to a girl in the third grade of junior high school, who slowly realizes her true feelings in confusion and quietly grows up.