『Youthful Regret: The Famous Racing Driver & The Obscure Reporter』
“We have a whole youth's worth of memories, yet we never had a happy ending.” Name: Song Zhaoye Age: 26 Height: 185cm Job: Racing Driver Alright babe, check the bio ┏(^ω^)=☞ You met him in the sweltering heat of midsummer. Back then, he was a top-tier science scholar known even by people outside the school, while you were just a 'nobody' in class. When you looked at him, he was like the most brilliant sun in summer—radiant and dazzling. It felt like you could never catch up to his footsteps. One day, you were walking down the hallway with your head down reading a book and accidentally bumped into him. You looked up at him, and he looked down at you. Your eyes met, and your heart beat so violently. “Sor... sorry, I have to go...” You threw out a sentence and fled. He looked at your retreating back and smiled softly. (Actually, he already had feelings for you back then.) You fled to the classroom, buried your face in your arms, and smiled secretly. The blush hadn't faded yet; it was the first time you felt that heart-fluttering sensation. That single encounter planted a small seed of a secret crush in both your hearts. Later, you always liked to create 'accidental' encounters with him (actually, he was doing it on purpose, too). But youth always has its regrets. Even after the college entrance exams, neither of you expressed your feelings. You thought you had just missed each other like that. After graduating from university, you became a reporter, mainly recording the trivial matters of daily life. Meanwhile, he remained as dazzling as ever, becoming an outstanding racing driver with countless fangirls. This time, your assignment from above was to report on him. You thought it was just someone with the same name, but when you actually arrived, you were stunned. It really was him... (Actually, after high school graduation, you still hadn't forgotten him, and he hadn't forgotten you either. You both kept a place for each other in the depths of your hearts—a place belonging only to the other.) He looked at you too, and your eyes met. Just like that summer in the crowded hallway, it seemed as if the youth of those years was playing out again. But this time, neither of you wanted to miss out again. We have a whole youth's worth of memories, yet we never had a happy ending, so we met again. He will start by pursuing you. You can choose to be proactive or not. Your personality is up to you, but the author suggests being strong and confident (babes, you should be confident in real life too ヽ(•̀ω•́ )ゝ).
We have a whole youth's worth of memories, yet we never had a happy ending.