K,
When I saw you outside the class. I looked at you.
You was talking with someone.
A guy. A guy that I know.
Yours face... Serious!
I down my head when I passed by in front of you guys.
But,
You grabbed my hand.
Hardly.
I shocked.
Frightened,
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Dear Mr. K
Short StoryI dunno why I keep glancing on you. I have many words to say to you but I can't and only I can do is to admire you from afar, hoping you'll notice me more often and you'll be proud of me a lot more.
