Text third person
In my youth, the bravest and most cowardly thing I ever did was to fall in love with being number one in my grade.
In order to be closer to him, I turned myself into a learning machine. I was ranked first on the gold list from outside the top 100 in my grade.
Everyone marveled at this dark horse's counterattack. Only I knew that I just wanted to carve my name next to the eternal number one.
Even if he never notices.
Many years later, at a class reunion, the two met by chance at the end of the corridor.
He greeted me with a smile, and I responded calmly.
The moment we passed each other, I suddenly understood:
The pursuit of those three years was a grand secret love that no one knew about, and it was also a thrilling growth that only belonged to me.
I'm sorry I couldn't tell you.
No regrets, I liked you so much.
[Secret love is a person's business, but growth is not.
Intention: Growth is a small thing