One day, one of my guy 老友记 sitting behind me in biology class noticed that I have a picture of Johnny on my laptop background.
“I guess 你 like Johnny Depp,” he 说 sarcastically.
I felt a twinge of embarrassment as the color of my face transformed to a 粉, 粉色 hue, accompanied 由 slight burning sensation. Here I am, a college student, with an adolescent 爱情 affair with Johnny Depp.
“Uh…yeah…” I said, trying to hide my beet red face. But the embarrassment gave way to a smile, which my friend did not see.