Um, just a moment, probably only the ten-odd minutes it took to walk from the classroom to the rooftop...
It's a sad story.
The girl stood in front of the boy she liked, her lovable face blushing slightly, and her long dress swishing lightly. She didn't speak, just looked at him with love in her eyes.
Motan was also overwhelmed, his heart pounding, his thoughts in chaos, as if a startled deer had run into him. He was petrified and bewildered.
Then...
The girl, her face as pretty as a peach blossom, gently opened her lips, "Classmate Motan..."
Motan's heart surges with emotion, restless and awestruck, "Huh!"
Then again!
The girl shyly smiled, "I..."
"Shh, don't speak," Motan gently interrupted her words, slowly approached the girl, and said in a heartfelt, soft voice, "There's a bit of leek stuck in your teeth, it looked like they're molding at the first glance."
The girl: "?! "
Then again!