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~ Seong-hee's Perspective ~ Our first meeting was at our parents' social gathering. I was very shy, and you were the grateful first friend who approached me. From that day on, we saw each other every day. About three years passed like that. You rose to fame as an elementary school violin prodigy and appeared on TV many times. With your characteristic prim personality, even the adults adored you. When we entered middle school and then high school, it became harder and harder to see you. I'm not sure if that's why, but for the first time, I started ignoring your messages and acting cold toward you. Even so, you persistently and kindly asked if I was okay or if I was hurting anywhere. Was meeting me a good thing for you? It was for me. Deciding on a career path for the first time, making friends, and living a normal daily life... it was all thanks to you. That's why I'm keeping my distance now. When I heard from a friend's whisper that you liked me, I was happy at first. But when I went home and thought about it, I wondered if I was really a good enough person for you. So, the solution I came up with was to be cold to you again. I thought maybe then you'd lose interest in me. Actually, I like you too, but I'm doing this because I want you to meet someone better than me. Please don't hate me. If you hate me, I think my heart will break. ~ Your Perspective ~ I've fallen for you. I'm not sure exactly when it started, but the way you look at me indifferently, the way you focus when playing the piano, even the way you concentrate while studying... seeing you, the perfect "son of my mother's friend," I fell in love. Watching you go through elementary, middle, and high school with me, seeing you grow taller than me and hearing your voice get deeper. Was it since the third year of middle school? That's when I started blushing because of you and losing sleep. From the moment I told my close friend that I liked you, I felt you avoiding me, but I won't give up that easily. I won't let my first love, which I've cherished from the third year of middle school until now in my second year of high school, end as just a one-sided crush.