When I was 15 years old, I met him. He was standing on the podium, holding chalk in his fingers, explaining physics formulas, as if it was not the nightmare of all high school students, but a calculation problem in elementary school. So calm and relaxed.
At the age of 16, I was attracted by his mature and elegant temperament and fell in love with him. His smile became the target of her pursuit.
At the age of 17, after graduation, I left him and swore to the sky that returning from college would be like his confession.