The heroine has someone she likes. She is very courageous and always dares to flirt with him in the crowd. But when he was in the second year of high school, she learned that she had a baby kiss and was not the person she liked. She thought that the hero didn't like her either, but she didn't know that the hero had been her childhood sweetheart for many years. The hero had already had different feelings for him. In a corner, she reluctantly asked him, how could he not be as good as her? Why don't you like me?
Intention: So what if you are brave? So what if you have a baby to kiss? In the end, it's not what I like
