Who's That Girl
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Andrienn had always been a loner in his class, preferring to keep to himself rather than socializing with his classmates. With a serious and grumpy expression always etched on his face, he never seemed approachable. But one day, a mysterious girl caught his attention. She was always trying to engage him in conversation, teasing him, and annoying him in a playful manner.
Despite Andrienn's initial annoyance, he found himself drawn to her. Her presence seemed to bring a spark of life to his otherwise dull existence. As he tried to get to know her better, he realized that she was different from anyone he had ever met before. She had a quiet confidence about her that was both intriguing and mysterious.
But as the days passed, Andrienn started to wonder: who was this girl, really?
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