Red Ribbon
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Ketika Pierre berpapasan dengan Gadis berpita merah, kisah cinta Pierre dimulai..
Pierre Noevel, Seorang pria blasteran prancis dan indonesia yang ber-perawakan tinggi, memiliki rambut berwarna hitam legam, serta badannya yg tegap dan kumis tipisnya yang mempesona. Berbeda dengan pria lainnya, Pierre adalah sosok yang tidak pernah membuka hatinya untuk wanita manapun. Tetapi, malam itu ia berpapasan dengan gadis berpita merah dan jatuh cinta pada pandangan pertama. Siapakah gadis itu?
_"Pierre, ini bukan tentang kita, let me go and live a life. Rindu yang paling nyata adalah ketika merindu namun tak ada celah untuk bertemu, ter-kecuali di-izinkan melalui mimpi. In another life, maybe, just maybe, i would be your girl. I love you, Pierre Nouvele."
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