Bits and pieces of a little girl growing up slowly, on the main campus.
Me, me, me, I think we are childhood sweethearts, the older ones.
——Don't make trouble, I don't want to poison my eyes so early
(Secretly, someone secretly tore out the photo of the girl in her crotchless pants from the album and stuck it in a high-level mathematics book)
Me, me, me, I think you like me a little bit
——There is a test in the next math class, so go and review.
(Touched the hot ears, almost revealing the secret)
A relaxing love story between a high-alpine flower who transferred from a junior high school and a current overlord flower who transferred there a while ago.