He was once the only light in my ordinary youth, but the public notebook turned this love into a sharp knife that stabbed me. Later, I burned all the diaries, including all memories about him.
Years later at the class reunion, everyone was still making fun of the leaked notes and laughing about how well suited we were back then. He just smiled and raised his glass, as distant as before. No one knew that after that incident, I could never like anyone again.
Purpose: Campus love