From that glance that spring couldn't come, I thank God for allowing me to meet you.
I can't accompany you or disturb you, so I like you quietly.
(First-person, in the form of a diary, chapters are randomly dropped, and updates are uncertain. It won't be a trap. It means that no matter how you finish the chapter, it will be considered complete. Because at that time, the person who wrote the diary has passed away.)
First person, diary style, little angels who are not used to it should pay attention
Intention: secret love