Maybe every encounter we have is made up of countless accidents. This is a story that happened to me. When I was in high school, I fell in love with a male teacher of mine, and our ambiguous relationship lasted on and off for five or six years...
For me, love may be a luxury product, and I never dare to expect love from anyone. However, when fate comes, we cannot escape. Even though we know that it is an impossible relationship, we still go to this end. Then disappointment, sadness, pain, relief, continue our lives, and meet the next fate.
Maybe when we meet again, we will become strangers...