In youth, there is always a green past.
I tied my hair into a ponytail and he gently pulled the ends of my hair at the back table. I lowered my head to read, and he leaned lazily on his chair and stared at me.
We had been together day and night for three years, but only three days when I fell in love with him.
"Eh... I think..." I paused for a long time.
"I seem to like you a little bit!" After saying this, his heart beat faster immediately. You don't know how much courage it takes for a girl to confess.
He was silent for a while before looking into my eyes.
"But we are graduating."
This was his answer to me.
Essay. True story.