How long to escape.
The weather was not so good that day, it was gloomy and gloomy, just like my mood.
When I asked you, I changed my eyes as usual.
I smiled, my heart was bitter.
But ... when I searched for that rare touch in your eyes, my heart stopped.
Why? I'm guessing.
Maybe, it's me who is finally willing to think about it.
you love Me.
I love you.
Very simple three words, I escaped for three years.
Summer is coming, and three years of high school life is coming to an end.
How about us? Do you want to follow the period?
Finally, one night when I couldn't sleep, I noticed the problem that kept flashing in my head.
And I also know that you wait for me, wait for me to face, wait for my response to melt your indifference.
The frozen heart is afraid that the deeper you love, the deeper you are, and you are too afraid to love.
Then, I was afraid that I would still run away like this and end everything before I started.
Afraid that I would leave freely and leave your pain and struggle.
You said, you don't want to get this result, so before I make any statement.
You don't have any movements, and you can't interact as eagerly as you did at the beginning.
I listened and nodded understandably, but didn't know the way you stopped getting deeper and deeper, so stubborn.
Anyway, I can't make you react, I'm afraid I didn't say those three words.
The sound of cicadas constantly lingered in the ears.
Everyone is gone, three years are over.
I still wandered on campus, walking.
It is not where I miss, but any corner that has you.
Whether it's cold or eager, I miss it.
Memories have been replayed countless times in my mind.
The blazing sun shone a little hot and burnt all over the body.
But my heart was cooling little by little ...
I can't find you.
Anxious, his eyes changed from blank to angry.
What are you angry about? You are so cowardly.
Even if it is a lifelong favorite, I don't want to care about everyone's eyes.
For the first time, I was afraid of losing you.
From walking to rushing, there was a feeling that I knew you were still at school.
It's just ... I don't know where to hide and weep secretly.
Until I ran back to the classroom on the third floor.
I saw a petite figure-in front of my seat.
I can't see my face with my back to the sun, but the man's body is obviously shaking.
Standing at the door, my mouth raised slightly ...
You haven't left yet.
Laughter escaped accidentally.
I quickly covered my mouth, afraid that you might find it.
But I know I can't hide from you.
Because you have already turned to me and said in a crying voice with a nasal sound: "What the hell! You can't hold me tight!"
The smile widened on the cheek. Needless to say, I have hugged tightly and no longer let go.
"I love you." A deep, mellow voice, just for you.