He likes her, starting from curiosity, what kind of girl is afraid of being liked, what kind of girl is afraid of being noticed, what kind of girl is afraid of even the opposite sex's advances. I originally thought it was just a trick of playing hard to get, so he occupied a seat for her every day and sat at the table next door to observe her. She studied in the study room at a fixed time every day. No matter how crowded there were, the fixed seat was always vacant for her. Even though she was as slow as she was, she did not notice his presence.
Just looking at her like this, time passed by through the four seasons. On that day, I saw her taking deep breaths at the door of the study room, forcing a smile on her face, and passing by. The heartbreaking crystals in her evasive eyes were the first time he felt being held back by an invisible force. He wanted to stay by her side, saying nothing, doing nothing, just staying quietly, just within reach of her.
Intention: A discussion on the realization of young people's dreams and values