Chapter 21

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I remember when my friend told me something.

She kept on bugging you if you somewhat like me in a romantic way.

She even told you that she always catches you taking small glimpses of me.

You kept on being silent but she has her own persuading method.

Which made you confess.

You told her you like me.

You told her that if ever we'd still be classmates in our Senior Year, you'll court me.

You told her to never tell me what you said.

And because of that, I wished that we were already Seniors.

Because of expecting too much, I got hurt.

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