When she was 16 years old, she met someone she couldn't forget even looking back on the past. He was the only proud man in her ordinary world. Perhaps a proud man should be worthy of a proud daughter. She was not worthy of him, let alone looked at him and said, "I've liked you for a long time. It doesn't matter if you don't agree to me. I'm not extravagant enough to think that you can like me." In fact, inferiority complex was the only reason why she couldn't say that she liked him. Even if she thought about it many years later, she couldn't say it out loud.
Intention: I don't want to leave any regrets.