This is a story about my high school, a story about falling in love with a person, and also my own story. I would like to record my high school...
When I was young, I fell in love with someone. It was the happiest thing to find him in school every day. I wish you all the best in the future. You will always be in my eighteenth year.
Rather than liking me, it's more like you like an imaginary person and I happen to have certain qualities that match.
Purpose: To make up for the author's youthful regrets in the novel, and also wish everyone the best