This story is not about the school beauties, talented people and beauties, but about two mediocre people who met, got to know each other, and missed each other...
Looking back ten years later, I don't know why I missed it... Some people meet and accompany each other at a certain point in time and place, and then pass by each other, and continue to move forward along their own trajectories, without any intersection...
Is time really a healer? I have no idea.
It's been ten years, are you okay?