Dear diary.
Is it me, or was she actually staring?
It's Azra. I have a feeling that she likes me. It's odd. She seems to light up when she sees me and stutters around me.
I've noticed it— others have noticed it. But she tries her best not to show... even if it's in vain.
It's kinda funny though. But poor Azra. I really do want to tell her that it's useless. I don't like her back— can't like her back. I done have the time and stamina. I have... other priorities.
I hope she understands soon.
-Reza.
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