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It all started with an unexpected interaction:

Then he smiled at her that made her knees soft and made her lose her balance. She closed her eyes and waiting for her body to touch the ground but it did not then she opened her eyes and she saw the guy was holding her or better to say that he is hugging her again. They were so close that she can smell his perfume it smells like mint. 


Oh god he smells so good. She said in her mind. But since she only ate breakfast,and did not eat after that and now it's time for supper. She so weak and suddenly she felt dizzy. Ugghhh. Why am I such a forgetful person and clumsy. Then the dark came in.

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Little did she know that her life will be in chaos just because of that unexpected meeting.All Rights Reserved

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