0 | Prologue

  I see her everyday. I think she at least knows I exist. The sad thing is, I don’t even know her name and I’ve been gazing at her for 2 years. She's really cute but that just makes her feel intimidating, It also doesn't help that I like her. What hapens when high school is over? I need to at least confess to her. It's almost haunting me. I never liked someone like this before.

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