Youth Love Sketch

ing, I would sneak off to the library

h was snatched from my hands, and I heard a c

"Bale! Are you

d, "Is that

mething I s

mmer camp ended, people rushe

t to buy some brea

dorm, I munched on my bread whi

n the restroom when

brary wasn't too crowded,

, few people w

up, I saw th

ool senior, was a

naged to find out which university he was attending and

prestigious, and I

te was moved by m

in his book, occasi

chbook and quiet

rk of art himself, just waiting

s, a white shirt half-soaked, and a lea

rawing, I couldn'

lar arms appeared i

eact, my sketchb

protest, only to mee

as B

shirt hem like a student caught doz

iedly, and when he saw the content,

ntrating on his studies, someone else regarded hi

assed I wished

it loo

thinking beneath his expressionl

, then at the sk

t, and I was so shocked

in the quiet library, drawing a

and pulled hi

at; my precious drawin

s, Bale turned back. "Y

d and quickly

and asked, holding the sketchbook,

rawing

a moment, then too

stepped back

from his usual aloofness

ering if he had been po

round. Or you will d

n were like those of a

after he finished speaking, Bale r

y said, "You don't want to

, realizing that his alo

lt a pang of disappointm

came to ter

he image he presen

my "dream lover"

e to occasionally sneak int

oming to an end, Th

ew during the training tha

hoping to secure a good s

nd by the time I arrived at half pa

to s

see the teasing l

elf to me, he liked to subtly sho

ange sense

, holding my sketchbook.

ing it on

you a great v

d me he was tryi

ee him, I wouldn't

d and aske

ng to the opposite teachin

houldn't t

y way. "There's no one there, and you can see

est expression. He se

Bale for rehear

ding, and indeed, from the top,

s this time and wasn'

ching building, but the door

e lock, feelin

nly I could get to the rooftop

tugged at the lock,

locked padlock, mo

back to the dorm to

ool; Bale was a year ahead of me, and w

, I reluctantly spent m

of the sketches in my drawing b

mance star

oud, and the cr

eaning against the wall, finishing

desk, sunlight casting a golden

that captivated me; I didn't ca

g; as long as he wasn't break

dly imagining that in my next life, I w

self in the mirror ever

ally ceased, turning

rang out, calli

d up, grabbing the

tage under the hos

ing a frosty demeanor like

s strikingly attractive, I cou

, gracefully picked up a violin, and a

filled only with the

as glued

, a slight, unintentio

gaze, my hand trembling, nea

, I saw Bale looking ahead, giving a

had imagined th

ketchbook, wondering if I

ine, even though I'd watc

t tonight, and even without

g on the ground, a

in my mind, I quick

he iron door to th

a noticeable mark on the pap

ned by the presence of

ke on stage, his collar was slightly

ck, overwhelmed

drawing?"

sketchbook

I s

t time, he accidentally saw

't like showing it to other

emed determined

stepped forward, tryi

"This is my personal property

You know about privacy rights? Do you kn

ce waning. "I haven't s

at me, as if aski

eding, "Fine. But you ca

aw a few of my

k at the earlier ones, e

it for a while, then said, "You can

ded s

the side of his neck, not vis

hool; it was impossible

, then started flippi

ne by one but flipped

protested, "No

grab my poo

ed the attack, and asked curiousl

promised you'd onl

n his face. "That was your condition.

most went ballistic beca

ord, I tried to snatch t

o directly. He staggered back a couple

ned, and the s

I watched it drop in

me from beside me, "Is it w

looking at his nonchalant express

ou going to cr

etorted, leaving him behin

ck, and everyone was hea

the dorms passed by here, so m

embarrassed, searchin

t still not finding it, I squatted

ut, and it wouldn't be long bef

it might be mistaken for tr

fists, using my phone's flashlight

from behind, but I

ted; what was so funny about

my ears, carrying an

had laughed just now was

saw the face I bot

Am I not as good as the