While I was cleaning up my room, a nostalgic photo came out from between the cardboard boxes, and it was my first two-shot photo with my girlfriend. As she looked at the photo, she remembered the past. The first time I met her was at her best friend's house. Yes, she was her best friend's mother. I went to my friend's house for some reason. Of course I wanted to meet her. I was still a child and didn't know what to do with these feelings. One day I went to my best friend's house. She was the only one there that day, and she was even more nervous than usual. She asked me if I had a crush on anyone. I nodded yes, but my heart was beating so fast that I thought it would break. she