Prologue
A foolish human being once said that high school is the best four years of a person's life. The truth is that statement is a complete and utter lie. For the most part, high school is hell on Earth. If I were to replace the foolish human being's description of high school with my own, it would be this: "High school is the equivalent of kissing the Devil's ass. You get little pleasure in doing it, yet it's a coping mechanism to get you through the four longest years of your life."
Do you need literal proof and/or justification? I'm more than happy to tell my story. Though just a heads up, I plan on starting from the very beginning. So please sit back, relax, and enjoy my pathetic high school experience of being "in love."
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