[Humanities whiz × science whiz] [School-days crush × growing toward a bright future]
The story begins with you walking out of the sunlight. Your dazzling radiance made it hard for me to see your face, but before I knew it, you had quietly found your way into my heart.
The story ends with me writing my love for you in my dearest diary and sealing it away, unable to speak of it aloud. Still, I wish you every success and a bright future. It’s just that I won’t be there anymore…
“Zhou Minmin, checking out some handsome guys?”
“I’m not looking at anything. What handsome guys?”
If you’re going to write about a secret crush, you can’t just write about a secret crush.
You have to write about how we met at the school shop, a secret hidden in a diary that can never be told to anyone else.
You have to write about the way he happened to glance your way when he suddenly looked back, and how it filled you with joy.
You have to write about watching him in the classroom corridor, while his happy eyes were fixed on someone else.
You have to write about how, whenever you saw him, you couldn’t help looking his way, your smile impossible to suppress.
You have to write that you know the sight of his back as he walks away better than you know his face.
You have to write about wanting countless times to tell him you like him, and the frustration and confusion of not knowing how.
You have to write that when he’s happy, you’re even happier.
