Nothing Is Sweeter Than You

The first time I learned your name was in the grade's QQ group. Your rebellious attitude caught my attention. I clicked on your profile picture and sent you a message: "Could you stop sending so many messages in the grade group? It's really annoying." From then on, you knew who I was, and I paid even more attention to you. When we were sorted into classes for our second year of high school, I worked hard so I could end up in your class. I was captivated by your good looks and surrounded by your aura of genius. I fell hopelessly in love with you. It was the first time I knew what it felt like to love someone. I carefully hid my feelings, stealing an occasional glance at you before going back to studying. For some reason, you seemed to pay attention to me, too. A girl's intuition can't be wrong. I boldly approached you and tried my best to keep up. As the college entrance exams drew closer, the gap between our grades grew smaller. In the end, my goal was to get into the same university as you. Just as I had hoped, I was overjoyed on the day the results came out. But when I heard what had happened to you, I panicked... "I like you. Will you be my girlfriend?" "Focus on your studies." From that moment on, our fate was sealed. Theme: Who says young love can't have a happy ending?