The boy in the backlight of late summer, his face frozen in the most beautiful moment of youth.

  The end of August is warm, with a golden sunset shining on the skin.

  The end of August sky is cool, with a hint of early autumn breeze brushing against the cheeks.

  Watching people coming and going on the street, every fleeting figure rushing away, sighing at the somewhat too fast pace of life.

  Thinking of that damned evening self-study session, I quickened my pace, ignoring the possible corners ahead.

  In an instant, a slightly taller figure blocked out the dazzling sunlight, and I subconsciously narrowed my eyes.

  For this unexpected encounter, there was a moment of stunned silence.

  That face of yours, frozen in time at the most beautiful moment of your youth.

  Her face was elegant and refined, with warm sunlight shining on her flaxen-colored, fluffy short hair.

  He has a pair of enchanting eyes, with crystal-like pupils that are clear and deep, shining with a faint luster.

  Exquisite three-dimensional facial features carved version of handsome and charming, light pink thin lips slightly pursed.

  The distance that is too close seems to be able to feel his faint breath.

  That faint, with a hint of indifference.

  From his slightly stunned reaction, it seems that this is also unexpected for him.

  The wind swept across his face, blowing up the scattered hair on his forehead.

  A strange feeling gradually spread, from the beating heart spreading to the slightly cool fingertips.

  I suppressed the excitement in my heart and brushed past him, turning around to leave.

  If it were normal, I would definitely give a slight smile to show apology.

  Today, however, I stared at him for an unusually long time, and I couldn't help but mutter a few words in frustration, looking like a lovesick fool.

  However, a faint sense of familiarity arose, that indifference, that light and gentle temperament.

  What is often beautiful is what can never be reached.

  Witnessed how painful it was for my best friend to cry and how bitter she complained.

  She said she liked him, liked his faint smile, liked his every move, and liked his deep and enchanting eyes.

  But what I saw more was that she cried so much that her eyes were red and swollen like a rabbit's, and puffy like a walnut.

  That so-called him, what kind of eyes would he use to measure that seemingly too bold girl, I have no way of knowing.

  All I can do is encourage that small number of close friends of mine, after all, it takes a lot of courage to fall in love with someone.

  And he was just a stranger who had brushed past her, leaving only a faint good impression.

  I slightly shook my head, trying to suppress that budding feeling in the softest depths of my heart.

  Once it spreads without restraint, you will surely fall in love with those insignificant girls you used to despise.

  In the end, reason triumphed over emotion, and after adjusting his breathing frequency, he strode towards school with large steps.

  "Frosty, I..."

  I hastened forward with large strides and looked at the girl in front of me who was crying uncontrollably, and couldn't help but shake my head in sympathy.

  "He, he rejected me again..."

  The girl in front of her had a delicate face, with the beauty of youth, slightly lowering her head, with some loss.

  "You're just asking for it, girls who are too proactive in love will be looked down upon."

  Even though he was heartbroken, his mouth still spoke venomously, poking at her forehead and saying.

  "But I just like him." She said with a hint of resignation and a bit of embarrassment.

  "Minhee, otherwise, give up... There are many people chasing you, and there are still many good boys, why bother."

  "Some things can't be put down just because you want to."

  Maybe it's true that I've never loved her, and with her persistence, I still hold an attitude of incomprehension and can only helplessly sigh.

  But those firm eyes have an unshakeable magic power.

  I love you guys.

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