One night before bed, I suddenly felt an urge to tear down all the posters in my room—perhaps because I was tired of the motives behind putting them up, or perhaps because I had seen through the timid desire to be represented by someone else. But as I calmed down, I also realized that the affection I once had was real. Those instinctive curiosities deserve respect, and the pure desire to explore is what truly deserves to be cherished. It has nothing to do with others’ opinions or labels—wanting to watch simply means wanting to watch. If my recommendation can become one of the reasons for watching, and if you still feel curious, then that’s wonderful.