I used to be a bright girl who loved to joke in the crowd, until I met my deskmate who always had a cold face. In the isolation and helplessness after my grades dropped, the notes and problem solving ideas he handed me became the only light in those dark days.
Later, I couldn't help but stare at his profile in a daze, and then I realized that my heartbeat had already quietly taken root. But this cautious love finally came to naught one day - I saw him hugging the person who had isolated me, and I also saw him holding the hand of another girl, smiling more tenderly than he had ever shown me before.
It turns out that from beginning to end, I was just an insignificant sideshow to him. This secret love that no one knew about should have come to an end long ago.
Purpose: To use a secret love that ended in vain to tell those moments in growing up that seemed like redemption but were actually just passing moments.