I didn't have any feelings for him when I was divided into classes in the first year of junior high school. It wasn't until after a basketball game that I had a different feeling about him. He wanted to keep getting closer, but when he got closer, he got closer to pain. I hate that he is a rotten wood, and he didn't know my feelings for him for two years. Even some of the moves he made made me happy. But I forgot, he is straight.
Concept: adapted from real life