In the morning, every smile he gave her made her confident and happy...
In the evening, every back view he left for her made her feel inferior and desperate...
Secretly falling in love with a flower that is in bud and never blooms,
Just because a flower has not bloomed does not mean it will not wither, so what will happen if it blooms vigorously...
At the crossroads of emotions, the left side is love and the right side is non-love...
Turn left? Turn right? Or stay put...
Waiting for the decision...