If that is the girl's throbbing, it is the proof of the girl's heartbeat. She feels that he doesn't like her, but I am the only one who knows about this one-man show of secret love. Secret love is silent, painful, crying at night, hiding quietly, and peeking cautiously. Even if we meet again, I will still bury this love in the deepest part of my heart...
Intention: May every secret love have its own outcome and its own destination.