The Heartbeat Hidden on the Scratch Paper

The silence of the classroom, the pressure of the math paper, and the dull pain in the lower abdomen during menstruation were intertwined, but they could not resist the turning back of the thin figure diagonally in front of me. The girl hides her thoughts in the corner of the draft book, letting names be written down repeatedly on the pages; making every "accidental encounter" a carefully crafted coincidence, and making every roll call a heartbeat signal. A handed pen revealed the silent love, and the ridicule from friends revealed the care that could not be hidden. It turns out that secret love started when I heard his name, it was countless whispers on the scratch paper, and it was the quietest but most passionate thing in youth.