In the first semester of my sophomore year in high school, I gave a speech in Chinese class. At the moment when the speech ended, I looked up and subconsciously looked at him. I just glanced at him hastily. No one cared. There was a trace of fear and guilt on my face. Unfortunately, he lowered his head and didn't look at me. A trace of loneliness flashed in my heart. After I returned to my seat, even I didn't know why this happened. Did I like him? It's impossible, I don't dare to think about it, and I don't want to think about it. I feel like I always look at him and think of him recently. I tell myself that it's just because he taught me chemistry, I just thank him, and I just treat him as a friend, that's all. It was October 2019. My feelings for him had undergone subtle changes, and I had fallen in love with him.
Purpose: Republic of China