The Seventeen-Year-Old Seatmate

The distance between classroom desks is only a few dozen centimeters. But I was hiding something that I didn't dare to express. From the day he moved in and became my roommate, The wind stopped between us, and my heartbeat was erratic. The moment the fingertips touched, the tenderness conveyed by the note, And the way he looked at me casually. It turns out that the boy's most secret love is, Hidden so close that you can see it when you look up