Love

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Chuu's POV

I had a dream. I have this kind of machine in my hand that lets me take instant paintings of Yves on a small piece of paper. I took a lot of them and everytime Yves catches me pointing this machine at her, I always get a heart attack.

I offered her my apple many many many times but she refuses it everytime. The apple only gets bigger with every refusal and after a dozen more... I gave up.

The apple that I solely saved for Yves and Yves only, seems worthless now. As if it's nothing of importance anymore.

I bit the apple and saw Yves.

She loves me but it's too late...

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