Cherry blossoms, fall on your hand, hold it gently......Sakura, blown away by the wind, will it stop? She, like cherry blossoms, has never changed. I don’t know what keeps her going Thinking of a question, searching, who can tell her? Until she meets him, will she get the answer? She fell in love with him, and he also fell in love with her. The two fell in love in the cherry blossom season of love... The wind blows away, will it stop? Will it... or not... A campus storm is coming....