I like him, I've liked him from the first time we met. We bumped into each other at that time. We were stunned when we bumped into each other, and my heartbeat accelerated at that time.
When we meet next time, my heartbeat is still speeding up unconsciously. Only then will I know that you like him.
I don't care about the eyes of the world, but I don't know what he means. When I confessed to him, it turns out that he means the same as me, and he doesn't care about other people's eyes, and then we got together.
It seems that we are very happy.
Intention: Don't care about the eyes of the world