"I never played the field. At twenty, you stumbled into my world, and I took it as a gift from fate."
These words, I was hearing them for the first time from Asher.
On the night of Asher's birthday in the private room, he actually knew I was next door. According to him, he first saw me at the school's anniversary celebration.
At that time, he was the outstanding graduate representative, and I was the host.
He even had a photo of us together in his drawer.
But I couldn't remember any of this at all.
"What can you remember?" Asher looked at me somewhat complainingly, "You always force yourself to remember that you don't like me."
"I like you," I said without any hesitation, "I've always liked you, but this liking isn't pure. I've become the person I like most."
I wrinkled my nose, "If I had known you were that handsome senior, I would have definitely pursued you first. I would have chased after you when I started college."