The boy's inadvertent movements made her heart stop for a moment. The person she wanted to get close to was always so polite and courteous, but also cold at heart. "I have liked you for five years, did you hear this time?" This was a secret that she buried hard in her heart, thinking that he would never know it in her whole life. What she didn't know was that the boy's heart already belonged to her.
Intention: Love is a kind of longing: I hope that people will last forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart.