My 1st official boyfriend, we met in college. He is tall and handsome, gentle but insist, talent and snob. There was a year I hide my feeling towards him. He always made fun of me whenever he saw me in campus. It was difficult to like such a person. The fate then brought us closer and closer. One trip, one night, one room, everyone else were asleep. Except he and I were playing psyc test from a stupid magazine. Another night, another group sleepover, he held my hand and wrote a word on my palm with his finger. First time my hand was being hold by the one I like. First love never last. After the bleezy summer, we haven't see each other. I miss him from time to time. Because it was sweet and cozy, pure and charm.