In the summer after the college entrance examination, the cicadas kept chirping and my heartbeat kept beating.
"In the three years of high school, the closest I got to you was probably when you came to class to sit with me. It's true that I didn't have the ability to leave a deep impression on you." Jiang Han looked up at He Xuan and said seriously. The boy lowered his head, met the girl's complaining eyes, and smiled, "Well, I was too slow in high school to notice the way you secretly glanced at me every time. Fortunately, I didn't miss it, otherwise I would have regretted it for the rest of my life."
This is a short story about a high school crush. The source of inspiration is probably my own high school life. The feelings in high school were obscure and shady to me. I never dared to say my love out loud. In life, I can be passionate and bold, but when it comes to feelings, I can't hide my inner cowardice and inferiority complex. But I was lucky enough to take a big step boldly after graduating from high school and tell the person I like about my obscure seventeen-year-old love. So here I want to share with you my unique inner throbbing when I was seventeen years old.
Intention: Please look directly into your heart and move forward boldly