Introduction: An unexpected traffic cheating encounter, and the "love" triggered by the driver's license, caused two parallel lines to unexpectedly intersect. Is it fate or destiny?
The beauty hidden in the heart in high school can be expressed frankly or missed.
What happens when secret love and being deeply loved meet? Is it him? Or him?
Maybe you are right, secret love is beautiful, but it was the most beautiful treasure in my heart after all.
Did we forget? Or do you just think of me as a spare tire that you can use later!
Maybe I realized it later, but was it too late after all?