I'm so Honored to Have You Say Something Beautiful.

Secret love is a humble pain, watched silently, just because I can't express it. Last night, I dreamed about the boy I like. He was wearing his signature pink, while I was wearing goose yellow. We walked side by side, so ordinary yet so happy that we almost shed tears. When I woke up, I only remembered his enlarged smile. Fortunately, I still remembered how he smiled. Conception: