There's a love story only innocent on the surface. It opens up with the ever so original girl meets boy, but after unwanted encounters memories that has been pent up by her mind and body are released.
She knows him, but can't point out where. He knows her, but will never tell. Is it really love if one fears the other and the other only tries for redemption?
please takes the time to read my story Faster Than This, in the end it's only a love story.
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