Chapter 7 — Sweet for You

Hesitantly raising my head, I asked softly: "Thank you, principal, for helping me... But saying that, isn't it very good?" Tieu Duyet Ninh was slightly confused and stammered: "What... what's wrong?" I hesitantly repeated: "You just said, I'm... the person you like?" He was even more embarrassed, raised his hand to scratch his red ear, then looked at me seriously: "You don't know how happy I am to see that confession. But since it's a mutual love, I think the confession should be made by the boy first. If it's not timely online, then in real life we must make up for it." He took a deep breath, his sincere eyes locked on me: "So Tich, I like you." I caught a glimpse of his ears turning red when he said the word "like". At that moment, I suddenly understood. Why do so many girls like him, but only I am noticed and targeted? I forgot, they can easily realize that I like Tieu Duyet Ninh, so how can they ignore the way he looks at me? Every time he and I made eye contact, I thought it was cold and distant. But it turns out, it was a look of avoidance because he didn't dare to face the person he liked. Liking someone is really difficult to hide. There are loopholes everywhere. Only I, the insider, am so ignorant. Even almost gave up. If it weren't for this series of unexpected incidents that forced us to reveal our true feelings, perhaps for the rest of our lives, we would have only known how to secretly love each other, then miss each other. Leaving behind my youthful years, with two hearts aching at the same time. 10But in my heart I am still confused. I first met Tieu Duyet Ninh in grade 12. At that time, he came to my school to introduce the university he was studying at. A mild-mannered, handsome principal who introduced himself slowly but clearly, politely, calmly, and still not lacking in humor. After listening to him, there was only one thought in my mind: I have to pass this school, I want to go to university to meet him again. I harbored some immature thoughts, secretly dreaming, if I had the chance... maybe we could start a beautiful love story at student age. What surprised me was that, after the introduction, I ran into him again before he left school. I mustered up all my courage and called him, loudly saying: "Student, I also want to go to that school! If I pass, by then... can we meet again?" I don't know where I got the courage then. Many curious and suspicious eyes looked towards me. My palms were sweaty, and for a moment it felt like what I said was not just an exam goal, but also a feeling that had just arisen. He raised his hand, seemingly wanting to pat my head, but held back. Just gently say: "Try, I believe in you! I will wait for you at university." That was my first impression of him. But it's different from what I imagined, after entering college, he and I hardly crossed paths many times. I only heard about his achievements and stories through other people, and learned more about him as a person. Then I admire you more and love you more. And also gave up the idea of confessing his love as soon as he entered school. I only have to try my best, hoping to catch up with his footsteps. But every time I only see myself becoming more and more mediocre, while he becomes more and more excellent. I started to feel self-conscious. I even thought - you and I, forever just like two parallel lines, never intersecting. Yet now, in Tieu Duyet Ninh's eyes, I should be just a stranger who is a little familiar. You said... you also like me? I thought this was a cruel joke. But I know clearly, you are not that type of person.