I met him when I was devastated. That time, I was broken-hearted from my ex-boyfriend. I thought we loved each other eternally. He met me when he accidentally bump his drinks on my shirt. We talked and we part away. Six years later, I met him again... This time, it's the opposite. I'm the one who bumped my drinks on his shirt. And he was broken hearted. We talked again, this time we shared our contacts. It is just another day for me, until I noticed something tingling inside my stomach. P.S. I'm not having diarrhea. °=° Genre: Boy's Love, Romance Status: On-Going