The stupidest and most beautiful thing in the world is that we simply have a secret crush on the perfect person in our hearts.
If you like the boy in the next class, it's not that you don't say it, it's that you don't dare.
A girl can only hide her first feeling deep in her heart, and no one will know about it.
Years later, when she recalled it, she felt that that summer should not have just ended like that.
(This is a true story. The girl's part is true, but the boy's part has been changed. I just wrote it to miss the purest of us in that midsummer.)