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Seulgi. A certified campus crush, one look at her monolid eyes and even though you are not an ice, you will melt. A lot of students on and off campus have gone crazy with her. At first, I didn't believe what my friends and schoolmates were saying.Maybe it's because she's been overrated. But after seeing her perform on stage once, I have to say that they are telling the truth. She's a dancer. A hot dance.
I'm technically in my third year of college, so like her. Seulgi. Always her. To be honest, I have a thing for her freshman year. So, as clear as crystal, it's been 2 years of admiring her. Sometimes we attend the same class, and that's the happiest moment in my life, but I don't think she noticed me even once.
"Unnie, are you sure you're not going?" Jennie asked for the nth time.
She has been my best friend since high school. I'm a year older than she is, but we're batchmates. That's why. I enrolled late. She's currently in a relationship with Lisa, who is, coincidentally, Seulgi's cousin. Seulgi again. Why is everything I am saying connected to her?
"Okay, okay, I will. Just fetch me later. " I will not win with this bitch, bitch-mate hahaha just kidding.
"Thank you, Unnie. I love you," she says as she hugs me so tightly that I choke.
I rolled my eyes at her and chuckled.
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