His Biggest Problem
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"Why do you always run away from me?" I asked, taking a seat next to him on the half-way fence which is not that high. Just only the hip length.
He emitted a huge breath as he flinged his backpack carelessly to the side on the ground. "Why are you so nosy?"
I shrugged. "You're my classmate and also my next-door neighbor. I care at least."
He took a moment to reflect on what I've just said.
"What do you mean you care?" he burst out suddenly. "Don't try to make me think that you're pitying my personality."
I closed my two eyes instantly as I braced myself for the impact. But none was approaching.
"What exactly are you doing?" he asked.
I lifted my lashes with caution. A smirk started forming on his lips.
"You've got a problem, you know," I muttered, adjusting my hair.
He shook his head. "Wrong. I've got problems. And you're the biggest of them all," he backed up the statement with his all-known signature grin.
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