His hugs everyday.
Sometimes from the front.
Sometimes from the back.
The way he holds my waist.
My friends look at me and smile.
It's amazing.
I feel like crying every time I think about that.
Because I don't know why I was so stupid.
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RomanceOnce there was a girl who liked a boy and a boy who liked a girl. With the struggles of high school, will they survive together?
