That day, we met by chance; that year, it was inevitable for us to fall in love with you. But, why can't you accept me? Is it because I'm not pretty or smart enough, or are you too good?
Teacher Han leaned elegantly beside the lecture table, and his long slanted phoenix eyes glanced at Nana's seat, seemingly inadvertently and deliberately. In a hurry, he only saw those almond-shaped eyes staring. In an instant, Teacher Han's fair face showed a blush, and he coughed slightly to cover up the embarrassment, but it caused all the Korean fans in the class to turn their heads and glare at Nana with their knives. Look, it's all you, can't you just calm down?
The roommate yelled at me cheerfully: "Hey, Nana, a boy called you many times today. His voice was loud and crisp, just like a jumping bean. Yes, it feels like a jumping bean. Is he your Mr. Right? "
"I'm sorry, Nana, you are the lily in full bloom, elegant and fragrant. You deserve the company of a better boy. Let me be your brother and your forever friend, okay?"