"hey, can I sit here?"
i turned my head away from my sloppily written notes that I would definitely have to rewrite later, to see a pretty brown eyed boy.
i had an urge to reply until I suddenly came to a realization. his extraordinarily wonderful brown eyes had probably seen much more beauty than my green ones would ever have the chance to. and that scared me, a lot.
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Read at your own risk, please note that this book is full of cringiness my 11 year old ass back then wrote but i do kind of like 'Even if you dont mean it' so I recommend you read that if you ever want to read this book. :)