The memory of our meeting is so beautiful. I still remember your smile and him beside you. When I look at you, my eyes follow him.
"Remember, you will always be my best friend." You said this, but you want to take away something important from me. . .
"What you get is just what I don't want." You must be crying in your heart when you say this. . .
"I like you, maybe I love you now." When I heard your words, I wanted to scream with excitement, but you became his husband when we met again. . .
This article tells a love story about two girls with different personalities who, after becoming good friends, laughed, rejoiced, shed tears, hurt each other, and dealt with fate.