Narrative of the Love of Admin Bubble's Youth, Part 1
I can't think about you, so let me tell you about myself.
Narrative: The bubble and the storm. 🏀⛈️
Today, suddenly think of love (secretly) as a "gay child" 30 years ago...
It's a long story, too, but enough to remember.
Let me go back a little bit (30 + years). Bubbles are ENFP-T children, but your mother is I-line, so doing all the activities of Bubbles will be blocked except for your social work (Math, think fast).
At the time, Dsh Bubbles liked to imagine, like to look at clouds, sleeping on the grass...(The sky was clear at that time, very clean, children) But every time I enjoyed it, my mother often came to shake the bubble, a little heavy, with a slight slap in the face...He called because he was afraid of bubbles as Down syndrome! (Because the eldest brother, mother, is a down child)
Still, Bubbles often sneaks up and kicks balls with his male cousins, most of whom trade more because of this, so Bubbles likes sports, has also applied to Judo at youth centers...But according to Step, Mom blocked! Because I was afraid of losing school, I came back home and didn't have many friends because the bullies were so heavy.
(Whispering: Friends at school. Brothers. You...I'm not Bully now. Because of what he used to do with bubbles, the bubbles are depressed until they are all depressed. The mouth is good!)
When they grew up in high school, when the bubble was breaking, their parents pushed bubbles to study 'vocational lines', even though they had quotas for athletes at sports schools, but they had to do as their parents said...I felt like I didn't want to try anything anymore.
Come back to the (secretly) love for the first time!
The first year of the NCPO class was forced to study architecture. Honestly, I saw this at that time. Crazy playing basketball!
Every evening the bubbles go to the basketball court. You can play for a moment, you have to hurry back.
Because the buses returned to the district at 1 pm (Very brutal life)
But seriously,..Every day, one part likes to play basketball, but the other part is to watch "Batman"!
He was a junior year, Tee White, very handsome, very heart-shaking, and played good basketball...
She has a fan club! Girls in high school come to cheer on the sidelines...Cool?
Later...Fah has eyes! Your parents bought you a motorcycle to study. Here you go!
Bubble's basketball became fully played, and we were close to Batman to a certain extent...
The level is that Bubbles drives his motorcycle home 'every day' when he returns from basketball...Very good!
If asked how he looks at the bubble?...I think it's a brother.
The following year, Bubbles' architectural studies were very heavy because Bubbles was not good at writing, having a project...
The first time I saw my eyes was black, crying! And the bubble began to grow...So tall, Sir. So dark that there are so many women to like!
Refuse enough (but we don't tell the girls that we are...Girl! 555)
Batman has been getting away lately, not playing together until one day...Bubble accidentally met him at the mall!
At that time, I was very happy. Hurry and walk in to greet him...
But you...He pretends not to know me!!
I remember that night it suddenly rained very hard...
Let's find out later that day the storm came in, and we never talked again.
(Suppose Batman comes in and reads...I want to say that...This is it!)
This time it's just basketball...The bubble is getting better, and the strength is good, and now a friend of the same generation appears called "Jed."
This guy also has a fan club to cheer on the sidelines!
It's handsome and likes it a lot, always playing as a competitor to the bubble.
Back and forth, just close together!
In addition, it is inviting online games to become even closer...
Accept it...At that time, I realized again that I secretly liked it with all my heart!
But we have been dating as friends (because I can't tell...Keep in mind only)
Until the end of the university.
The regulars we meet are 'basketball courts' (as if it were our sanctuary).
No matter how hard we study, we play crazy basketball.
One time.
In the news, the storm will enter, but the bubble still drives the motorcycle to the basketball court.
(Well, just asking to see the field is still good) And yes...Bubble, meet Jed!
In summary, that day was a storm...
We sat in the rain at the building next to the yard, chatting until it rained...
At that time, I felt very happy. (Even back home to be numb because of being cursed by my mother, haha)
When we went up to P.D., he went to Entrance for college.
Months passed until the semester, we met again...
But now...He came with a girlfriend who looks very cute...
Hey...Vasana of the bubble! 555 ⛈️
The bubble tells of the shadow of the past...Let me separate the writing when I can't think of anything.
