I can't write his full name, but his name is really nice.
I like a boy, he will smile at me in my dreams
I would pretend to pass by their class door casually every day during class, and then secretly glance at him.
I don't dare to know him, I'm afraid that I can't hide my love in front of him
I'm not greedy,
I can watch him sweat on the basketball court
Chasing the sun on the runway
Just sit in your seat and think quietly.
If possible, I hope to graduate later. I hope to go to the same university as him and watch him live happily until my love for him dissipates.
But I know this is impossible.
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Sometimes I am busy with studies and may be crowded together to send out
Concept: Youthful love is the purest, and you can love someone consistently
