Most people have someone they secretly admire during their school days, someone who seems to have a filter over them and accompanies them through those innocent years.
"Luo Shengxiao, how do you solve this math problem?" I adjusted my glasses and squinted at it as hard as I could. After staring for ages and still having no idea, I turned to my deskmate for help.
The evening sun slanted in through the window, shining on him. From this angle, the side of his face as he bent over his writing was bathed in light.
When did I start liking this boy? It probably goes back to when we were assigned to different classes in our first year of high school...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
