In the empty classroom, at the double table in the penultimate row, one seat was empty, and a young man sat in the other seat.
When they first met, there was no spectacular opening, no unforgettable conversation, and no one glance that would make your heart flutter for thousands of years.
There was only the late bell, empty seats, careless glances, and silence all morning.
No one knows that this ordinary first encounter will evolve into a sour two-way secret love that lasts throughout youth, a redemption of love and regret.
No one knew that this girl, who smiled like a white peach gummy candy, would become the only light and the only candy in the boy's dead world.
No one knew that this cold and indifferent young man would become the girl's only heartbeat and only concern in her barren youth.
The cicadas are still chirping and summer has just begun.
Their story has just turned the first page.
This is my first time writing a novel. My writing style may be a little bit like that of a primary school student. I apologize.
Concept: be aesthetics