Ruoxi liked him when she was ten years old. He had good grades, was funny and sunny. I like him playing basketball, I like him playing guitar...
Ten years later, they both went to college, thinking that their confession would lead to ideal love. However, the person Ruoxi liked seemed to like someone else, and her good friend confessed to her.
Is love about choosing what you like?
Or choose to be liked by others?
The person you've had a crush on for ten years? Should I just give up?