酷坐在我的后排，是个白皙的男孩，秀气得竟不像男孩。他跟酷八杆子打不到一起。班上也没有什么人注意到这个一点也不酷的男生，除了几个羡慕他的女生：他可以不用到烈日下上体育课。若不是那次偶然，也许我和他也只是强牵在一起的同学关系。那天晚修课，有位同学突然肚子疼得 Cool sitting in my back, a fair-skinned boy, is not as good as a boy. He can’t play with cool eight. No one in the class noticed that this is not a cool guy, except for a few girls who envy him: he can skip physical education under the hot sun. If it weren’t for the occasion, perhaps I’m just a student with him. After the class was taught that night, a student suddenly got a stomachache.