I liked that boy when I was in junior high school. I was so stupid that the whole class knew that I liked him, and the teacher also knew about it. Regardless of whether it was my good friend, classmate or even teacher, he felt that it was impossible for him to like me. At that time, I was made fun of by the whole class, and I slowly began to circle myself. He likes my best friend, I'm not stupid I can tell. I wanted to give up on him, so I enrolled in a normal college, and he went to the direct transfer class in high school. Later, I got admitted to the same university as him with my diploma. I was heartbroken, but he kept coming to see me as if he was hanging on me. Later, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I told him directly, "Stop coming to me, and stop hanging on me, I really don't like you anymore." Later, I really couldn't hold it in without crying and ran away. I really don't want to and don't dare to go and think about whether he really likes me. Ah, I was tired, so I went back directly. In this way, I misunderstood him for a long time. On the day of his coming-of-age ceremony, he came to me again after drinking. He hugged me and cried for a long time to explain all the misunderstandings. Finally, he agreed to start over with me, ah, I still can't forget him. I agreed.
Intention: I hope that everything we expect will happen