In the golden autumn of September, it's the back-to-school season. A crescent moon hangs high against the blue curtain, emitting a faint silver glow. The sycamore trees lining the road rustle in the night breeze, occasionally dropping a few leaves.
A silhouette in a casual lake-blue shirt and ripped jeans, wearing white sneakers, with a beige canvas bag slung over one shoulder, gazes at the nearly 2.5-meter-high wall with a sigh.
Have you ever felt despair?
She feels quite desperate now, having missed the curfew on the second day of school. The only option left is to climb the wall.
