Although there are not many people or us in this story, only me, I decided to write it down.
There is a saying: You can like handsome boys and sunshine, but you must not like sunshine and handsome boys. But the boy I like is sunny and handsome, and he has amazed me throughout my youth, so much so that I feel that all boys except him are dull. I've been secretly in love with him for 8 years since I was 16. Sometimes I feel that time flies so fast. From elementary school to junior high school to now, it seems like it's just a blink of an eye. It seems like we've all grown up overnight. But when I think of him, I remember every bit of him clearly, and it feels long again. I want to forget but I am afraid of forgetting, but I can't let go or forget.
The whole story can be summed up as he started it, but I couldn't finish it.
Motto: A shining young man is always worth it.