She was bad at school, and her looks left a lot to be desired. Sometimes, when she happened to catch sight of herself in the mirror, she saw a girl who was only 1.5 meters tall, dark and skinny, with a sallow face and a pair of heavy glasses perched on her nose. As far as she was concerned, phrases like "girls blossom at eighteen" simply did not apply to her.
And yet, somehow, she fell for Chen Junian.
The boy was incredibly handsome. When he smiled, his peach-blossom eyes curved, and faint dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth. He looked bewitching yet gentle, almost impossibly good-looking.
Theme: I wanted to write a relatively realistic unrequited-love story that feels true to me. Dedicated to the girls whose crushes never worked out.
