This is just a one-sided secret love story.
I don't even know the name of my crush, nor the person I have a crush on.
But as three years passed, he was called by different names by his secret admirers. From him to suez, what remained unchanged was the "like" that he was never willing to say; what changed was the feeling that became more and more intense and eventually cooled down.
About the secret admirer, I am fifteen years old, I hate to say how much I know how to love, "I love you" and "Did you eat it" can be said casually, even though they are very young, they think they are mature.
Regarding the crush, the older crush is one month and thirteen days old.
An unreadable story, trivial and clueless.
You all laughed.