I loved him. I always did.
But he didn't. I knew. It was obvious. The way he looked at me. The smiles. The laughter. It was all of a friend's.
And second thing, I wasn't enough. I'm not beautiful. Just a girl, a 16-year old teenager, who was born with brown skin, and a face filled with pimples. I'm not worthy of having someone like him. Never is.
He was my childhood friend. My first love. He was someone who always made my heart skipped a beat. Someone cute. Funny. And.. has a golden heart.
He's too good for me. Too far to reach. Too many people telling me to give up this fantasy. This battle. The battle which someday will kill me.
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Hai desu x) The guy on the cover is my self-proclaimed husband, Sungha Jung, a fingerstyle guitar prodigy. This is my first story, hope you like it. All characters, events and places are solely fictional. Any resemblance is purely a coincidence.
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Love is a Battlefield
RomanceThis story revolves around a girl named Alluka Shields who has a crush on her friend ever since her childhood days. Will she survive fighting for this unrequited love? Or will she die struggling for it? (Contains both Filipino and English Language)
