I took tuition just to be his friend.
I know I am that pathetic.
At least, I have something to look forward every Thurday & Friday night. 😎
As he always loud making stupid jokes in class, others try to find his fault to make fun of.
Yes, that day my blue shirt is coincidentally same as his blue shirt. Expected, our friends be like "woahhhh couple tshirts wuuu"
Face, please don't be red so much.
The next night, again his red shirt is same as mine. The couple tshirt joke continues all night.
"Danny, what is your favorite color?"
Me being so not obvious.
"Red, I love bright red."
As 15-stupid-year-old Myra, I try to match everything with him. I memorized his tshirts color & hope we wore the same color.
The worst thing, I bought a red mechanical pencil because I saw he used the same one. As I sat beside him, I purposely acting "Hey Danny, that's my pencil!"
Of course Danny does not know which one is his, lol Myra.
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After years, I know if I want to meet Danny that day, I will wear Red.
Just because, I know he loves Red.
Bright red.
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Once Upon The Teenage (?) Years
Romancemyra here. i dont know where to write this. i hope one day i scroll along these posts about how fairytale my teens is. my original thoughts. usually 2am thoughts. love, myra.
