The boy's profile, faintly glowing in the sunlight, made our hearts flutter. The girl's sweet-smelling hair made us lose our senses.
When we brushed past him or her, we pretended to look straight ahead, yet felt like we couldn't breathe.
A polite smile from him or her could make us happy for half a day, while an absentminded snub could leave us down for ages...
Again and again, we asked other people for news about him or her, only to act cold and unconcerned when we met.
One "chance encounter" after another, one "what a coincidence" after another: these were the first little schemes we played in our youth...
When we grow up and mature, we may fall in love again, but those bashful, hesitant little feelings from our youth will never come back.
Secret love is a song that belongs only to youth.
