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Another morning.
A window knock.

I want him to tell me.

I don't hate him, though.
His notes!!
Kinda cute and flirty.........

This time, the note is sticken to the window.
What's with this habit.
I smile.

"Stalker-- why would I, I know you all well.
Lover--Want me to?.......
Your benefactor!!
What I feel for you doesn't have a name."

A tear dropped making the note wet.
That's peculiar.....
I can't be like this!!

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