Best Thing I Never Had
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I was once known as the Ice Prince; a cold, merciless, unfeeling person. People would go as far as to call me the antarctic incarnate. Feelings do not exist in my world. But one girl changed that.She was Mayumi Hamasaki, the heiress to the Hamasaki house hold. She is annoying, yes, and rude for one. However, she was the only one who could draw out emotions from me; feelings that I'm not willing to show to others. Slowly but surely, she melted the ice walls I have built around my heart. I realized then... that I have always been given everything, but to think there was one thing that was not given to me.
She was the Best Thing I Never Had.
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