Likes during school days are often very simple: you like to see him sweating profusely when he plays basketball, and you like the way his Adam's apple rolls up and down when he drinks water. Perhaps it is only when he answers questions in class that you can see him openly. You deliberately pack up your things in the classroom and do not want to leave. Just to wait for him, follow him on the same road or wait for him to pass by at a certain intersection, and say: "What a coincidence!" What you think is a coincidence is actually my long-planned plan. I thought I would not like you, but who expected that I would fall in love with you. So, what about you? You don't know that I will turn around and look at you first after I hit the ball. You don't know that I don't want to leave in class just to say see you tomorrow. You don't know that I actively answer questions in class just to attract your attention. You don't know that when I met you at the intersection, I was calm on the surface, but in fact I was moved. In fact, I have liked you for a long time.
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