What are the things about having a crush?

 The precious time

spent on recess exercises. The boy hated recess exercises the most; 15 of the 20-minute break was taken up by them, preventing him from playing ball, buying snacks at the canteen, or exploring the school's woods.

But he never missed a single recess exercise.

After arriving at the playground, the boy chatted with his best friend about the game he played the night before, while secretly watching her.

She was petite and thin, wearing a simple T-shirt and light blue jeans. Sunlight shone on her shoulder-length hair, giving it a soft chestnut sheen, making her look bright and beautiful.

He silently began counting the number of girls in front of her: three, four, five, six… nine! He carefully counted again—nine, that's right!

Then the boy quickly counted the number of boys in front of him: nine, ten… thirteen.

The boy frowned, interrupting his best friend's animated discussion about beating the game, and said, "It's too noisy here, let's move to the front!"

He then pulled his friend forward, who glanced suspiciously at the loud voices talking ahead.

The homeroom teacher quickly arrived at the playground and began lining up the class. Urged on by the teacher, the boys and girls in the class began to form two neat rows from clusters of flowers. The boy nervously checked his and the girl's positions. "

They should be about the same!" he mentally reassured himself.
Soon, the two rows began to align, and the boy anxiously watched the horizontal position on his right.

Finally, a bright color he had been waiting for appeared on his right. After confirming that the rows wouldn't change, his joy was indescribable; even the announcements repeated hundreds or thousands of times seemed more pleasant.

The boy pursed his lips, keeping his gaze fixed straight ahead, but his peripheral vision was fixed on the blurry, slender figure, as if afraid others would see his inner tension and joy.

Gymnastics, first section, second section, third section…

“Fourth section, body rotation!” The broadcast gymnastics announced the news the boy had been waiting for.

Finally, the boy could openly seize the opportunity to turn right and look at the girl.

The girl's loose hair danced in the air as she spun, the bright sunlight filtering through, making her look radiant and beautiful.

…

Have you ever carved the initials of your crush's name on your desk?

Have you ever written poems about that person in your notebook?

Have you ever deliberately gone without your stationery to borrow an eraser?

The most sincere and purest emotion in this world is unrequited love.