When I started my freshman year of high school, I met her and fell in love with her at first sight in the dormitory, and then I realized that I like girls. So I started my sad secret love journey. She was very average to me at the beginning. I wanted to give up liking her many times but she made me like her again. Until there was internal strife in the dormitory. Because I was the only one standing neutral, I was the only one in the dormitory who cared about her. She also gradually discovered my kindness, so we started a short period of ambiguity. It wasn't until she transferred to another school after high school that I started missing her again. By the time I was in my second year of high school, I could no longer stand her torture. She suddenly changed after she transferred to another school. She loved to show off her wealth and fight. She came to me for help with big and small things, as if I was her slave. I like her, but I'm not her lover. So I sent her a message on WeChat Moments, and she found out about it, and she apologized to me. But I was very disappointed so I didn't reply to her. I thought that was it for me and her, until an opportunity arose. . .
Intention: Positive and uplifting