A crush that began at sixteen, in my first year of high school: the aloof guy who's domineering yet secretly affectionate, and me, sensitive and reserved on the inside, but bold and passionate in how I act. The person you fall for at that age feels special, and the feeling is impulsive. My youth had been calm and uneventful until someone stirred up a huge wave. I passed by the sun, longed to pluck it from the sky, but never dared to take another step.
Theme: I hope everyone can love openly and passionately, without regrets. I also hope that, in the only youth we get, we can be impulsive yet sensible, pass by the sun, and become the sun ourselves.
