The heartbeat of a teenager is like a bouquet of fireworks suddenly exploding in my heart. This feeling is unique.
It would be great if there was any door. Then I could see you when I am so wronged that I cry.
The girl's voice trembled on the phone. It was raining heavily at this time, and the raindrops fell on the boy's handsome face. The girl was so choked that she held back tears on the other end of the phone and said
"I'm sorry... Forget me, okay?"
The phone in the boy's hand fell to the ground. He crouched down with his head buried in his body and trembled.
Eight years later, the two met again but pretended not to know each other...
Intention: It would be great if there was any door. Then I could see you when I am so wronged that I cry.