The boy's side face, faintly glowing in the sun, made our hearts flutter, and the girl's delicious hair fragrance made us confused and fascinated.
We pretend not to look away but feel suffocated the moment we pass by him/her.
We have been happy for a long time because of his/her polite smile to us, and we have been disappointed for a long time because of his/her unintentional neglect...
Time and time again, we ask others for information about him/her, but when we meet, we are extremely cold and pretend as if nothing has happened.
'Encounters' again and again, 'what a coincidence' one after another, are the earliest 'scheming' we played when we were young...
When we grow up and mature, we may still fall in love, but those little emotions we had when we were young will no longer exist.
Secret love is the unique song of youth.