Senpai
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Last published Fri, Jan 2, 2015
He is the reason I go to school. I dread weekends because I don't get to see him. Just seeing a picture of him will brighten up my day,he is so cute, I don't know where I would be without him so I make sure that I look good for him. But he can't see me, or can he?
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