To The Stage!
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"Please! Tell me, what's so special about him?" Max asked her, gripping her shoulders. "He doesn't even look at you, speak to you even! You might as well be a ghost to him so just--" He hung his head. "He's special, Max." YN said with a smile. "Even if he doesn't know it, he's special to me."
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