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You weren't stupid. You could see Minho's longing gazes, pick up on the embarrassed stutters when he spoke, and the teasing of the other gladers when you walked by. Minho didn't know you knew, and preferred it that way, thinking that you would never like him back. But you did, so when you were tired of beating around the bush, you confronted him.
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"Why don't you just talk to me instead of staring at me endlessly."
