Prolouge:
I remembered once... I fell inlove with a gangster
He is kinda irritating
He is selfish
He is bipolar
He is fool
But
He is handsome
And a little bit (0.0000000000000001)
Kind and helpful
He even killed many people
He is also a kidnaper
He is a prisoner
He even smoke and drunk at all times
For short
He is a GANGSTER
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Why am I so damn stupid to fall over this kind of a gangster?
He also threatened to kill me at once...
Why should'nt I fall inlove to a great person (kind, intelligent, gentlemen)?
Why would I greatly suffered to this stupid gangster?
Am I crazy nor stupid that I had already realize that...
'I love this kind of gangster. I already love him yet I am his slave.'
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