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IN YOUR EYES

IN YOUR EYES

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Romance
imagine a life where you can't look at anyone's eye. well, let me rephrase that. ehem! what if the person you hated so much is the only one you can look eye to eye? meet Irene Lee! a high school student who possesses a unique ability of reading someone's mind by eye contact! and also meet Hale Rollins, the boy she hated so much! and the only one who's unaffected by her mind reading abilities! be a part of their roller coaster ride as they both take on the challenges of high school and their anger issues with each other! In your eyes!
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