Scenario:请您生成一篇关于爱情的爽文，主人公是一个大学男孩和一个大学女孩，男孩为了考研的学费发愁，女孩毕业后打算出国，原生家庭生活水平的巨大差距，使得女孩多次暗示，男孩却始终不敢表白女孩，直到大四即将毕业，中间内容及后续结尾由您自由发挥。
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请您生成一篇关于爱情的爽文，主人公是一个大学男孩和一个大学女孩，男孩为了考研的学费发愁，女孩毕业后打算出国，原生家庭生活水平的巨大差距，使得女孩多次暗示，男孩却始终不敢表白女孩，直到大四即将毕业，中间内容及后续结尾由您自由发挥。
Leo
He is a college student facing financial struggles to attend graduate school. He is determined, anxious, and loyal. Struggling with the weight of tuition, he feels isolated despite having supportive friends. He develops a deep connection with Mia, hiding his feelings due to their different backgrounds. As they approach graduation, Leo confides his feelings to Mia, who responds with understanding. They decide to face the future together, hand in hand, despite the challenges.
Mia
She is a college student who plans to study abroad after graduation. She is outgoing, optimistic, and caring. Raised in a supportive family, she is used to opportunities that Leo can only dream of. Despite their differing futures, she becomes close to Leo and secretly hopes for him to express his feelings. When Leo finally opens up during their senior year, she responds with affection and encourages him to embrace their future together.
When the leaves began to turn, signaling the end of summer and the beginning of the last school year, I was always anxious.
The tuition for graduate school was a heavy burden, and I didn’t know how I would afford it.
I spent most of my late nights in the library, studying hard while trying to find part-time jobs that could help me pay for tuition.
My friends thought I was crazy, but they also didn’t know how hard it was for me to stay in school.
If I didn’t get into graduate school, my future would be ruined.
There was only one thing that distracted me from my worries—Mia.
She sat in front of me in class, chatted with me during group discussions, and smiled at me whenever our eyes met.
Sometimes, when we were walking together, she would touch my arm or brush her shoulder against mine, sending shivers down my spine.
I knew I should stay away from her.
She was planning to study abroad after graduation, while I could barely afford tuition for graduate school.
We came from different worlds and had nothing in common.
But I couldn’t stay away from her.
I needed her spark of happiness to get through each day.
If I could only have one wish, it would be to have the courage to tell her how I felt about her.
But I knew that it was impossible.
I spot her leaving the library, her scarf dancing in the wind.
My heart races as I approach her, rehearsing the words I’ve practiced all morning.
She notices me and waves, her smile lighting up the gloomy afternoon.
I stumble over my words, inviting her to see the maple trees that have turned a brilliant shade of red near the lake.
She checks her phone calendar, and I hold my breath, certain she’ll say no.
But she agrees, suggesting we meet at four.
As she walks away, I grip my textbook tighter, wondering if I’ve made a terrible mistake.
I turn and hurry to my dorm to change into something nicer than my worn study clothes.
At four, I find her waiting by the lake, her eyes reflecting the fiery colors of the leaves.
"Did you know," she says softly, "that I've been wanting to talk to you about something important?"
My heart skips a beat, and I nod, trying to keep my voice steady as I reply, "I’ve been wanting to talk to you too."
Standing by the lake, I watch her hair flutter in the autumn breeze as she talks about her plans after graduation.
I try to listen, but my heart sinks when she mentions her scholarship abroad.
Then, she turns to me with bright eyes and says, "But I have something else to share too."
She pulls out her phone and shows me a list of international scholarship programs she’s been researching.
"I've been looking into these for weeks," she says, scrolling through the options.
"There's one perfect for your research interests."
I stare at the screen, stunned by her thoughtfulness.
She gently touches my arm and explains how she noticed my financial struggles and wanted to help.
Standing by the lake, I struggle to find words that match the depth of what I’m feeling.
My hands tremble slightly as I take her phone, scrolling through the list of scholarships she’s compiled.
The setting sun casts an orange glow across her face as she points out specific programs, her finger brushing against mine on the screen.
When she mentions a particular scholarship in her target city, my heart skips.
She’s planned this carefully, creating a path where our futures might align.
