Be short story, pseudo-orthopedics, first person, attack point of view
The following is pseudo copywriting
It's been almost five years, but I still don't have the courage to tell everyone around me about it. I'm afraid of their pointing fingers and their strange looks.
I am a coward, and I personally pushed away the happiness that originally belonged to me.
Intention: Don't be afraid of your inner emotions, don't miss the one you love