People who I had liked for a long time in elementary school met again. I don't know whether I should be happy or expressionless.
I have thought about the scene when we meet again many times.
She thought that her heart would be moved again, that she could not help but pounce on him again, or that she would behave in other crazy ways.
But none of this seems to be happening.
He just glanced at me, our eyes met, but quickly moved his eyes elsewhere.
What do they seem to be afraid of?
What are you afraid of?
Intention: In life, there are always people who disappear on the way here. If you meet again, it will be fine.