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Julian's POV

I saw her running away from the room where creative group held the meeting. I knew this would happen. I felt bad seeing her like that because I was the one who suggested her name for kissing booth.

Who am I you might ask. I am the popular boy of the college. Handsome, smart, hot, dashing... Alright I won't be cocky for now.

How I know about her? Well I kinda bumped into her one day and I liked her that instance. She had flawless skin, straight black silky hair, cute smile with dimples making her look more adorable. She was what I never thought I'd meet.

I started noticing her in every single way. How her hair fell like a curtain, how her innocent brown eyes widened when she was shocked. I fell for her more each passing day.

I found out that her aunt taught us literature so I talked to her about my feelings. She approved me and said she'll support me in every way.

I didn't expect Belle to agree for the kissing booth later. But then her aunt told me that it was she who convinced her to participate.

Now I can gladly kiss her luscious lips that distracted me every time.

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