She looked down, fiddling with the hem of her skirt, "I know, but what does it matter, Mayi is going to college soon, we won't see each other again."
For a moment, the trio found themselves unable to speak.
Dubian Che watched her downcast face, feeling a sense of pity for her.
She had liked him since middle school, followed him to Goda, joined the Wind Instrument Club, won the national gold, and in order to increase her slim chances, even believed in the dubious Human Observation Department, telling other people about the girl she liked.
Who had the right to mock her small pursuit?
Dubian Che wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he didn't know what to say.
'Good luck' felt too hypocritical.
"This is what love is," Kiyono Lin murmured softly, "Knowing it's futile, yet still striving forward relentlessly."
