The hallways were empty once again.
The perfect time to go to my locker.
The perfect time to meet you.
I'd never seen you before.
You were walking by yourself, looking cluelessly at all the rooms surrounding us.
You approached me to ask for my help.
I had to leave before you could say a word...
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Pistanthrophobia
Romance(n.) fear of trusting others --- (Almost like a letter/diary) 'You helped me get over them, you saved me. Thank you,' When a horrible event occurred in the girl's life, everything changed. She couldn't even look her mother in the eye. That was all u...
