You deliberately walk pass his class room just to see his face.
You keep his things as a souvenir.
You call him (and hung up) just to hear his voice.
Nam: May I speak to Shone please?
Shone: Speaking.
You do everything to become prettier.
Cheer: Shone is handsome so you have to be pretty.
You muster up the courage to talk to him face to face.
Nam: Get well soon.
Shone: Nam, thanks.
Nam: Yippy! Shone knows my name! He knows my name! He knows!
Times change.
People change.
Top: Let me ask you a question. Do you like Nam?
But the heart stays the same.
Cheer: You may not see him again for the rest of your life.
First love.








