Fight And Believe

Fight And Believe

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"Honest. Loyal. Characteristics of boys I wanna be with. Not only for a partner, but also for a friend. How do I believe someone if he/ she doesn't have that? How do I sure that he/she love me more than I love him/her? How can I fight if no one trust on each other! How can I find a right guy and a friend for me?" - Aecial That's the heaviest line of Aecial. How can she really find a right guy for her when no one gives trust and loyalty? Believing someome is hard but fighting is harder than that. It's not only about love, it's all about love and friendship. Being alone is not new for her. All she want to happen is the fault from the past will never be happen again in the present. Fight and believe will exist in this story.
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