When I was a student, there was always someone worth missing, or a little secret crush on. Maybe it was secretly looking at each other in class, maybe it was an unintentional glance when handing out homework, maybe it was the ambiguity between the two in the sealed space, or the silent companionship after being betrayed by a friend. The summary is just one sentence: I like you!
But I feel the pain in it,
delighted
Excited...
All because that's all you are.
Concept: The clean emotions of student days slowly extend