Purple Passion

His voice at the boring opening ceremony was like a magic sound, imprisoning her soul. Maybe love came uninvited like this, like the purple wind chimes in front of the window, gently swinging into her heart. When I was a freshman in high school, I looked at his excellence from a distance and felt ashamed of myself. In his second year of high school, he miraculously chose liberal arts. They were in the same class, and as they got closer, he became even more frightened. In her senior year of high school, she had the courage to quietly apply to the teacher to sit at the same table with him. She got her wish and was happy. This purple love is as sweet as a dream, but it is only like a dream. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.