The author is back from the college entrance exams. But I need to make this clear: this is a realistic story about first love, and it has a bad ending... It's perfectly normal for a first love to end badly, but if you're looking for a cheerful read, you'd better click away.
And, um... I haven't written in almost a year... I'm stuck...
When you fall for someone, you fall for them. Why overthink it?
If you like a top student, it means you'll never again be the little prodigy who could confidently point the way for everyone else.
Even the sweetest vows of eternal love can't compare to two identical college admission letters. They're so much more real, and so much more moving.
I hope my classmates won't see this... Well, they probably won't.
I can actually remember which location in the school I was writing about through the description of the environment... Alas, it's a pity that I didn't finish it. Looking at these names, I can still remember which classmates they correspond to, but I can't remember some of the classmates' real names.
Shocked! I used to be able to describe the environment! Oh my god, when the wedge comes up, there are three scenes describing it!