March is the season when peach blossoms bloom.
She met him in such an ambiguous season.
All I saw was his happiness and laughter along the way. She is such a quiet person, sitting alone in the corner, quietly flipping through books. A pair of black-framed glasses was also placed on the delicate bridge of his nose.
He passed by her window and knocked a small cactus she had placed on the windowsill to the ground.
A heavy breaking sound floated in the corridor.
She raised her eyes, and what she saw in the big glasses was indeed a boy. A boy who looks very pure and beautiful.
She didn't speak, just looked at the empty window sill stupidly.
Sorry——
He put away his dazzling smile and blinked his eyes.
Eh? Before she could say "It's okay", he had already run away and lost himself in her sight. He turned a corner. It turned out that he was in the class opposite her.
She said to herself. Oh.
She raised her head, covering her hands from the sun, and her slender fingers began to feel warm. The sun is so warm, no one will refuse it. She thought, she couldn't bear it