As the saying goes, "Wishful thinking requires you to be willing to admit defeat." But I was unwilling to do so. The moment the clean and beautiful young man broke into my heart, I was unwilling to give up on him. From the throbbing of secret love to the excitement of clear love, to the initiative of falling in love. Is this all wishful thinking on my part? When the disappointment has accumulated enough, it will fade away, leaving only the lost self. This time it was my turn to say "wishful thinking, willing to accept defeat". Five years later, an "accidental" event made us intertwined again, and we discovered that the feelings we had when we were young were not wishful thinking. It turns out that you are still here, but I have long gone...
Idea: It would be great if there was no time difference between likes. When I like you, you also like me.