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One night I was bored in bed

yn thought he was cute.

And stalked you on the internet

more really, she thought he was pretty.

It's feminine intuition

prettier than her, more talented than her- she really shouldn't be comparing herself to this man.

'Cuz I always had a vision of us standing like this

but strangely she thought she could understand him when she looked at him without all the other people around. that in another lifetime maybe they could've been friends.

All pressed up in the bathroom line

maybe if she could find the guts to talk to him, stupi- the the the point was she saw akaashi as unattainable. all of them, unattainable. akaashi. her sister. the team.

You're looking like an angel on the walls of Versailles

it seemed like they lived in a different world than she did. she wondered what it was like, to be in the spotlight and be able to take it. to be the main character in your own world.

The most alive I've ever been

she wondered and she wondered and she wondered. because she was just a side character. this story wasn't about her. It was about the...

the...

the who again?

But

wait- why couldn't she live her own life?

kiss me

why couldn't she be a main character? who said that?

and 

when did she start believing that? when did she move to the sidelines of her life?

screw it.

 might 


it's now or never.

drop dead.

"would you like to go out with me?'

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