This is the tenth year since my death. I don't know why my soul is still floating in the world.
I don't have any wishes or hatred. I watched my parents get over their grief step by step. I saw the girl I once liked marrying someone who loved her very much. I saw my best friend settling down.
Later I discovered that the reason why I still existed was because I was living in someone's powerful obsession. Ten years after my death, this person was still able to rely on his strong obsession with me to help me see my best teenage years again.
When I was a student, my deskmate was the top student who always ranked first on the list of his age. Unfortunately, I was the second-ranked student.
If you ask me how it feels to be the second oldest person in the world and sit at the same table with a person who always dominates the first place, I just want to tell you two words, haha
I thought my deskmate was an aloof academic, but after we got to know him better, I realized he was just a jealous sour plum.
PS: Campus crush article
You are the joy of youth, and vice versa
Intention: Love should be spoken out loud