Inlove with the popular bipolar
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Ongoing13m
Last published Sat, Dec 20, 2014
"I-I like you? okay?!" he yelled at me.
For the moment I realized what he had said. "What?" I asked again. Kyle's face was pure red from blushing, he looked up again to meet the flustered girl.
"I like you"
*
Every girl in the school went silent, watching as the school's heartbreaker, confess his love for the school's inbetweener. His head is already down, looking at his shoes. Avoiding all the stares he receives.
"I love you, Regime."
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