Complete, No Sequel

That summer heat was when you and I first met.

"Hello, transfer student. What's your name?" Sunlight fell across the girl's fair cheek, as if she had stepped out of a manga. The boy stared blankly at the hand resting by his desk. It was so fair and pretty, surely thanks to the sun, its fingertips tinged a faint pink that made him want to cherish it. The boy seemed to finally come to his senses and said coolly, "Zhou Xiangran. What about you?" The boy's cool voice made the girl pause before she said, "My name is Lin Wensi." "Mm."

Another scorching summer...

"The highest form of love is letting go, so I'm letting you go."

"I hate myself."

"Goodbye. Maybe it would be better if we never met again."

Theme: Adapted from personal experience