"What is Probability?" my professor asked me.
I looked around.
And I was stunned for a minute when I saw you. You looked at me with a smile on your lips.
And then I came up with an answer that "Probability is something that has a chance of happening." while I looked at your vile face.
I'm rich, you're poor.
I'm brainy, you suck at academics.
I'm a captain ball, your body and face will not pass as a cheerleader.
I'm famous, you're not.
A lot of people loves me, no one cares about you.
In short.
I'm everything, you're nothing.
But destiny has a plan for us that will change everything .
And then i asked myself,
What is the probability that i will love you?
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I know that i have an on-going story but i can't help it. I have this feeling that I need to write Zachary's story as soon as possible so here it is. :)
