"I'm still the same"
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Story of a boy who actually never changed. Feeling ? He loved a girl who hurted him so much in his past. However , even after his changing proses he did not stop loving her eventhough he seems to have already gave her up from 2 years ago. Here's what happened after 2 years , they met each other. Find it out in the story by reading :)
Based on true story but I simplified it and made it shorter.
#theseNamesArentRealName.
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