Prologue

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I met a girl in January.

She wasn't any girl that I met before. 

She is funny, hardworking, bubbly, patient, and quite weird.


But she isn't aware of the nice things she has. She is insecure, quite timid and imperfect.

But it's part of her charms. It's what I didn't like about her at first, but grew on me later on.

Or maybe, I saw myself in her.


For she sees something in me that I do not.

She sees parts of me that I do not like but she does. 


Weird, truly.

Or maybe, we are simple human beings. Born to have different points of views.






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