Next, my second crush was when I was in primary school. At that time, my family and I moved to live back in Malaysia. We lived at my grandparents' home. I was 8 years old. So, at that school, in my class, I heard some rumours that one of my classmates liked me. I remembered his name & his face this time, but I prefer not to reveal who he was. Let's call him "X".
Okay. The funny thing was that firstly, I thought "X" was this boy, which I knew. So, just because he liked me, I started to like him back as well. However, the boy that liked me ACTUALLY was another boy from my class. I knew this because someone explained it to me somehow. Hahaha 😅🤣😂 I felt bad for the other boy. Let's call him "V". In the end, I liked "X", not "V" since "X" was cuter than "V". And of course, none of them knew about this feelings of mine.
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Short StoryThis book is about my life. I mean my REAL life. Depends on you if you want to believe it or not. I'll try to update this book every week. 😉
