This movie is more real than HSM.
School of Art.
It's always been that straightforward.
People there live more tiring and real life.
Even stepped into the boundless black hole of society one step earlier than their peers.
I don't know what their stories will be like in the future.
Maybe someone really became a star.
Maybe someone really was cheated of money by the next three bad directors.
Maybe someone really committed suicide by lying on the tracks in the subway.
Behind those humble stories.
Who cares.
Hormone secretion is strong these four years.
called adolescence.
This era is called high school.
Pain again.
Happy again.
Happiness is what we just learned is love.
The pain is when we just got love but have to give up because of graduation.
All this all.
All wrapped up in our beloved art.
Others can't see, hear or feel.
Only limited to ourselves.
Like a disoriented bird.
Circling in this dark night sky.
Lonely.
weeping.
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