The days in high school were dull and shining. The love in high school was young and beautiful. I used to like girls, but in high school I fell in love with him. We went from strangers to deskmates to classmates in the next class. I gradually fell in love with him, and I gradually fell in love with him. I know that my liking is just wishful thinking, I know that he will definitely not like me, and we will definitely not be together. But I want to have a future with him, even if his future is not "a future with me" but "a future with me", I want him to have a better future more than anyone else.
For various reasons, I see him every day. I want to monopolize his tenderness, but I have no status, let alone qualifications. I can't let go, even if I suffer alone for countless late nights, from crying to wanting to cry but unable to cry to really unable to cry anymore, I can't let go, he is too gentle. I love him, but I can't confess to everyone. I'm afraid that everyone will harass him and affect his grades.
At that time, we experienced online classes, school closures, and full opening up. My mental state also changed with the changes in the way of classes. Without his gentleness, I might not be able to hold on at a certain moment.
This novel is used to record the story of my high school, but from his perspective, maybe I was just inexplicably harassed by a gay man for three years. I don't know, maybe that's not the case. If you change the perspective of many things, it will change from a beautiful love story to a disgusting memory of being harassed.
The story is based on reality. Except for the story about me having a crush on him, all the stories are true or false. If we are recognized, please don't disturb him.
Intention: Cherish your current life, live a good life, work hard, and love the people you love well.