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Ongoing, First published Apr 13
Love at first sight., they say it's like a spark which ignites our hearts instantly, ablaze. 
I don't believe it..

But.,

The moment our eyes met, I think an arrow made its way towards my chest, my stomach churned and my eyes glossed. I felt a magnetic pull towards him. 
The plaster on his forehead above his eyebrow sought my attention.. what are they? Did he get hurt? But How? 

Why am I worried? When I have no idea who he is or where he's from.

I don't even have any idea where I have seen him. But something in me makes me feel connected with him. 

"Gotta go..."
His voice does something to my heart. Why is that? 

My mind doesn't feel comfortable when I'm around him but my heart, my body and my soul feels exactly the opposite. Why is that?

I'm in a mental battle with myself everyday.. I'm sick and tired of it..

Am I in love with him?..



***



I'm stuck here in a Planet which I have only read in books. The people who found me are extremely nice and I'm grateful for them bcuz if we got in the wrong hands they would've... 
and that's scary.

Love.. that phase of life ended when I was only 5. But this guy, the older brother of my buddy whom I made here seems to have feelings for me. Like he doesn't bother me though. But I feel like I'm losing myself everytime I'm close to him. 

I have to contain myself as I'm engaged with someone else.



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This is a Ohmnanon fanfic. Besides includes other couples.


Genre: boyxboy, supernatural abilities, science-fantasy, Romance, comedy
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