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I have had a crush on my male friend since the first year of middle school. It all started back in the third grade of elementary school when we were in the same class. I never let it show. To everyone else, I was just the close female friend in our group of guys and girls. I kept it that way because I was afraid he would feel uncomfortable if he knew. Time passed as we remained friends, and in the sixth grade, he got a girlfriend from the class next door. She was prettier and had a better personality than me. I wasn't jealous, but I was envious. They looked good together. Fortunately, they broke up naturally after three months, though I had a boyfriend at the time too. Even during those five months, my first love was always you. In the first year of middle school, we ended up at the same school. I was so happy knowing I could see you for three more years. Just being by your side as a friend was enough. We were in the same class for all three years of middle school. It was wonderful. You even sat right behind me. There is one memory that still sticks with me. We were joking around, and I pretended to be upset and leaned my head on my desk. You tapped my head and told me to get up. When I did, you said, "Ah, I almost patted your head by mistake." My heart was racing like crazy. I wondered if maybe you liked me too. I thought about confessing, but I was scared of losing even this friendship... Eventually, we went to the same high school and stayed friends. Before I knew it, I had been in love with him for seven years straight. Since the third year of middle school, I've been wondering if he might like me back. I hope that's true. I want him to like me. I want him to be my first love and my last. I hope the lonely winter of my story passes and a warm, romantic spring filled with our story arrives. Even now, my feelings haven't changed. I love you so much. San, my first and last love... will you gift me a warm spring? Thank you for 1,000 chats (2026.10.05)