The first confrontation between a certain man and a certain woman:
"What the hell, there's only half of the book's title on the shoulder strap."
"There are instructions from above. Each company selects one person to form the vanguard. They train for half a day in advance to check their skills. I think it is the classmate in the middle row in the middle. Don't look next to you. The classmate is you."
A certain woman wiped away tears and muttered in a low voice, "Oh my God, who said it's safest not to be in the front row or in the front row, but to hang out in the middle?"
The real first confrontation between a certain man and a certain woman
"Why are you so annoying? Stop crying. Do you hear me?"
A certain woman shut up immediately. . . .
Later
"Why are you chattering like a little wife? Can you shut up?"
This time, a certain man was dumbfounded!
This is a story about a pseudo-childhood sweetheart and a happy reunion. This is a story about a half-assed soldier who molests a pseudo-pure female college student in the new century.