"To the One Who Reads Me"

"To the One Who Reads Me"

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What if a book could love you back? In To the One Who Reads Me, the narrator awakens only when their words are read, existing solely within the gaze of the reader. With each turned page, love unfolds-not as a fleeting emotion, but as an inevitable truth woven into the fabric of time, dreams, and fate. This poetic and abstract love letter blurs the boundaries between fiction and reality, pulling the reader into an intimate connection with a voice that exists only for them. The narrator longs to be known, fears the final page, and aches to linger in the reader's mind even after the book is closed. A book that does not simply speak to the reader-but falls hopelessly in love with them.
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A transfer girl fall in love with the popular guy. But what will happen when she caught a disease and decide to write her unspoken letters to her beloved? would she survive to tell him her pure feeling or will she sleep forever and kill the hope they both built together? *********** I have been watching you, observing in school premises for almost a week now and I have confirmed that people know so less about you. That actually makes me wonder who you actually are when no one's looking? *********** I asked you if you could read to me and how shocking you looked after that. Was it too intimadating to you my sunshine? *********** I wasn't sure someone was as capable as you were of kindness. But you were. I thought you were kind because you weren't getting the kindness you wanted to recive once. But you proved me wrong. Thank you for choosing my book.

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