The first time we met, I had no feelings. After getting along for a long time, I slowly fell in love with you. But this kind of liking is just a kind of beauty. To you, we are just classmates and deskmates. We have no more interactions, but I can still remember your existence ten years later. Maybe I have never forgotten it in my mind...
Concept: Secret love is a piece of paper that cannot be covered secretly but can be seen by others