10th grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl selanjutnya to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the hari before and handed them to her. She berkata "thanks" and gave me a ciuman on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I cinta her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling...
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