My Mind's Endeavours
- LETTURE 87
- Voti 7
- Parti 5
Why is he looking at me?
I'm not interested.
But he's still looking at me!
No, no. He's hot, yes, but I'll never see him again.
He's still looking at me!
Ok now he's walking towards me.
um...
ahh...
He's so close.
Is my hair ok? to I look goo-... what?
Why did he walk past me?
...
Oh wow figures.
Of course, he's going for the girl behind me.
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