The first time I noticed him was when he was forced to stand by the politics teacher. He was wearing a loose white T-shirt and large black-framed glasses. He was tall and thin, leaning against the door.
This is the boy who looks most like a boy from a comic book I have ever seen, but is this the proper posture for a penalty stand?
The first time I talked to him was when I went to collect my Chinese homework.
"I've still finished writing, can I collect it in the afternoon?" He raised his head and looked at me sincerely.
"Then just hand it over yourself." I don't know why I was so unfriendly at that time.
It was a very cold winter when I kissed him for the first time. We were both wearing black cotton-padded jackets. The moon was very big that night and we could see the wavy clouds in the sky...