The boring law student fucked × the cheerful medical student fucked
The first sight was a butterfly flapping its wings in the chest
Ambiguity is like a firefly flickering on a summer night
After we were together, it was like unfinished lines of poetry that suddenly began to rhyme
"There is a book of poems written for you in my body. The sound of turning the pages is heartbeat and the rhyme is your name."
"Do you feel it? It's the silent mouth that says I love you."
Purpose: Growth-oriented campus literature
