First love

 On a warm afternoon, two people were already sitting on the stone bench behind the school.

I didn't know when they had sat there, or when they would leave.
Curiosity led me to get a little closer, and then a little closer.
When I saw them clearly, I realized that they were a boy and a girl.
The girl had her head down, seemingly lost in thought, while the boy seemed to be making a major decision.
My heart suddenly started beating faster, and a strong intuition made me look directly at the boy.
The moment I saw him clearly, my eyes widened and my thoughts drifted back to that morning.
...
On the stone bench behind the campus;
I grabbed her hand under the pretense, very tightly, and with no intention of letting go;
after she struggled for a moment, I moved closer: "Let's go together, okay?" She
naturally stopped struggling, but didn't say anything;
I was secretly delighted;
a long time passed like this,
like a blink of an eye, yet also like an eternity;
I hugged her, she was a little shy, but still leaned against me;
after a long tender moment, I held her close in my arms, buried my head in her chest, and took a deep breath;
she asked me what I was doing;
I looked up, into her eyes: I want to remember your scent.
"And what do I smell like?" she asked;
"Stinky socks!" I teased;
she punched me lightly, with very little force;
in that instant, I felt that
for people who like each other, every word is the best love confession;
I picked her up, and she, like a clingy little imp, wrapped her arms around my neck and buried her head in my chest again;
I looked down at her, and said very softly: I'll take you home.