She, him: The breeze blew, gently lifting her hair, the bell rang, she quietly turned around, and what caught his eyes was her smile as bright as a summer flower - Yushi Ninzu
She, him: Under the sun, there is her stubborn figure, with her back straight, so proud, and he raises a wanton smile, standing in front of her, blocking all the sharp edges for her - Atobe Keigo
She, him: He tremblingly hugged her who was still smiling even though her face was stained with tears. Tears fell like rain for the first time on her indifferent face. It is said that men don't shed tears easily, but they are not at the sad point.——Mo Jin
And he, he, he, she, him...