It was raining on one spring day when I first saw him. He was sitting across from me, laughing with a bunch of boys. 'Other ignorant prick', I thought. He was with his friends, laughing at something. Even from where I sat, his loud laugh can be heard. It was obnoxious, I almost cursed.
That day, I didn't took a glance at you. It was only your laugh that rang inside my ears, being mixed with the rain sound. Just like the sound of the rain, your laugh was getting louder and louder. Back then, I didn't knew that later I want to hear your laugh again, that your laugh could be so addictive, that it will affect me so much, just like how the rain sound does to me.
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Under an Umbrella
RomanceThis is a story about the one who thought she was in love.. . . . . Ps : Im not an english native speaker.. So my english may be broken, and has so many grammar mistakes here and there.. I would try to fix it little by little as the story goes on...
