Did you already know that I like you, but you just let me deceive myself? From the perspective of a secret admirer, I record this "one person's chaos" in youth - this is the corner you will never reach, hiding the fragments of my unspoken youth. The story is not very touching, but the storyteller's eyes were already red and tears were streaming down his face.
Intention: Use the youthful monologue of a secret admirer as the script to hide the unspoken love; I hope that when we look back many years later, you and I can carry the memories of this war and chaos with a magnanimous smile.