On the day I lost my job and returned to my hometown, I became roommates with the boy I had a crush on in high school. He had changed—became more exciting.
He never says he likes it, but there are always two fried eggs in his noodles.
I thought that secret love is a person's chaos, but I didn't expect that you are the same.
Reader comments
It's very beautiful, warm, and well written. The pictures that appear in your brain when reading are also beautiful, sweet, and beautiful.
It's very beautiful, warm, and well written. The pictures that appear in your brain when reading are also beautiful, sweet, and beautiful.