The Genius Girl and the Wonderful Mr. Right

[Genius girl + passionate boy + chasing dreams + keeping each other company + meeting at the top + lighthearted + funny + a blooming Houston sequel] - The first time they met: “Are you sure someone this tiny can play?” The next time: “Little dumpling, want some bread? Some yogurt? Are you cold...?” At eighteen, after testing the waters and hesitating, he was finally brave enough to wrap her in his arms with a gold medal, and together they welcomed the coming-of-age ceremony that belonged to them. Amid all the noise around them, perhaps people loved me for winning championships and wearing the national flag. But you loved only me, from beginning to end: the ordinary, unremarkable, downcast, unknown, imperfect me. The starry sky above the National Training Center was beautiful because it was the view we had shared most often. That night road was bright because we had walked it together. That hand was warm, always giving me strength after every bout of despair. Paris was far away, so far that this journey held our entire youth. Paris was close, because we had always been by each other's side. Somehow, making our dream of Paris come true became a birthday wish we shared. A young person's story is never all passion and fervor. There is loneliness, despair, and self-doubt, too. But fortunately, everyone is doing well. Warmth, kindness, and companionship fill the road to growing up with laughter.