I am just an ordinary art student. In my senior year of high school, I "had no choice" and became a broadcaster. It is logical to fall in love with a sunny boy. But every time I look into his eyes, I always feel that there is another person staring at me like me. Let's just think that he is infinitely charming. It is normal for other people to like him. Forget it, I'm not the protagonist in his story anyway, right! I just started from my perspective. It was strange that I met him again at work, but this was not our fate, but an opportunity for me to witness his story.
Intention: pure love