He was never sure if he liked her,
But she spent the entire high school writing her secret love into a poem that no one knew.
Accompanying each other day and night, my heart beats secretly,
She thought that if she got close to the light, she could become part of the light.
Until she confessed after graduation, she waited for him to nod in agreement——
But that's not love, it's tender pity, so as not to delay her success in the college entrance examination.
It turns out that the cruelest thing is not rejection.
It's your love that you put in your heart and soul, but in the end you only get the sentence "I'm good for you".
She doesn't want to hold on to guilt and reluctantly love each other,
Ending this with my own hands, the youth was unequal from the beginning.
The love is real, and the regret is also real.
That cautious secret love failed to wait for the two to be happy after all.
Concept: True love is never a one-man show, but a two-way show between two people.