If we really want to trace the beginning of this matter, it is just an ordinary day, an ordinary afternoon, there is no specific time, but it suddenly appeared on an ordinary day.
It's obviously the first time I've met someone, but I always feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
She looked into the boy's clear eyes, and the smile she showed when playing with her friends was a little childish.
And she actually felt a desire to know more about him.
It was obviously the first time they met, but such thoughts lingered in her heart and she couldn't get rid of them.
Even so, she still didn't think this emotion was love at first sight.
He was just like that person, with a cuter smile than anyone else.
The first sentence of her diary reads: From the first day she met the man, she used the newly purchased notepad as her diary.