"Activities" You and the things around you

[It's YY himself]:

2017.11.7

I am YY, capital letters.Both first and last names start with Y.

I'm in high school now.

2017.12.25

I seem to like someone.

In this ignorant and flower-like youth, I fell in love with someone for the first time.

It's a little shy to say it.

Because, he has a girlfriend.

Ok……

I'm a boy, pure and straight.He is also a boy.

As a man born in 02, I'm actually not very entangled in the issue of sexual orientation, but I didn't expect that I would be curvy.

I also see long-legged girls on the street, I will sneak a few glances, and when I see a girl gone, I will turn my head in embarrassment and pretend I didn’t see it. It’s a normal man who has watched porn and masturbated.

His surname is X.Let's call him X here.

As for the fact that I was bent, I was actually a little aware of it a few months ago, um, only faintly.

Last month, Mr. X suddenly jumped on my back, his long legs clamped my waist and abdomen in a very good way, and he kept twisting restlessly.

Mr. X belongs to that kind of very handsome boy, with fair skin, he is the fairest boy I have ever seen.

Before, I always thought he was very cold-tempered, but after getting along with him, I realized that he really loves to laugh.

The person who looked so cold had crooked eyes when he smiled, resembling the shape of a crescent moon. There seemed to be stars in his eyes, shining brightly.

It's gorgeous.

Mr. X is quite tall, tall and thin.

That day I went to the dormitory next door to find someone, but only Mr. X was there.

Mr. X, who just took a shower, was only wearing a pinstriped shirt, and Mr. X in boxer briefs could be faintly seen under the shirt.

A pair of legs are white, long and straight.

It seemed that Mr. X was startled by my habit of breaking in, clutching his trousers in a hurry and trying to put them on again.

He seemed quite nervous, blushing and didn't put it on for a long time.

They are all old men... Why are you blushing.

Made me a little embarrassed too...

Touching the tip of his nose, he said sorry and backed out.

In my impression, the long, white and straight legs were dangling around my waist and abdomen.

Then I found out that I, Shi Geng.Well harder than a rock.

But at that time, a young lady wearing a short sweater skirt with stockings happened to pass by me, so I didn't pay too much attention to the reason for my shift.

It can't be called not caring, it should be said that I didn't think about it at the time.

Until yesterday...

Not long ago Mr. X made a girlfriend, who is the classmate next door, a very cute girl who likes to wear pink leather shoes.

Women chasing men, interlayer yarn. Mr. X is also a person who has experienced many battles, so he quickly agreed.

I witnessed the whole process that day, and I still have a toothache when I think about it now.

That girl's way of chasing people is quite simple--

Watch you play and bring you water.Waiting for you to finish class, warm greetings.

Last week, Mr. X, who joined the school basketball team, practiced as usual. The girl walked straight to the court after dinner, and stood aside and waited.

When Mr. X finished fighting, the girl rushed forward as usual, showing her courtesy!

"Are we together?" I heard Mr. X say this, his voice was a little low, with a hint of tenderness, and he turned to the girl with a flushed face in front of him.

Then, he drove me back to the classroom, and asked for a leave of absence for him by the way...

Banhua behind Mr. X was still holding the unopened yogurt, and smiled at me, with a faint pink shyness on her face.

I bet that big smile must be telling me: You go away and don't spoil my chance to be alone with him.I'm glad the light bulb is gone~

A little angry!

Yesterday was Christmas, Mr. X chatted with class flowers outside the classroom after every get out of class in his evening self-study.

yoooooo~

I heard this voice for the third time today, and I couldn't help but look outside the door, because it was the last row near the door, so it was easy to see--

Banhua is holding a box of chocolates.

I guess I made it myself, the packaging is really ugly, and the bowknot can't be tied well.

Mr. X gladly took it.

He held it very carefully in his hand.

I feel empty in my heart, something is pressing on me, and it is difficult to breathe...

Bad is what a heart attack feels like.

I think, I may be over the bend.