She had taken a liking to him since she introduced herself at the beginning of school.
He is a very nice person. He is nice everywhere. I can only describe him as nice. He is really nice. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder? No, not a lover, just a classmate at best.
This is an awkward age, where the ignorance and impulse of adolescence blend together and are cast in future memories. I don't dare to speak loudly to you, who has been mostly within one meter of me for the past three years, for fear that I will pass you by later and remain silent at the class reunion.
It can be regarded as a happy memory when I think about it. At least I once had this time when I felt happy or sad because of your actions.