When did you begin to acquiesce to the existence of such a person beside you? He has warm golden hair, broad shoulders, a face that always smiles, a personality that is loved by colleagues, and a thick voice that is different from his own teenage voice. Every time I get away from a heavy workload, I am handed lozenges and warm water, and a simple sentence of "I'm tired." After a long time, it seems like something that should exist, which makes me reasonable and picky sometimes: why is it late today, why does he smile so happily at so and so, why doesn't he smile at me, why... Why why why... Sometimes those reasons will give me a headache, and even if I sleep, I won't feel better. It can't be like this anymore, something must have gone wrong. I've told myself many times, but when I see that familiar face, I still can't help but get excited. What are you looking forward to? I was also very vague. I just knew that my heart wanted to avoid it, but my eyes chased it. What is this for?