Am I dreaming? Or is it another illusion I made using this vast mind of mine? After that day when he finally noticed me, I always saw him looking at me in the corridor or whenever I passed by to him. Did he feel the crazy heartbeat? Did he, like me, finally realized this was something to be consider of? His stares stem so much questions and expectations in me. I just hope all of those are not wrong.
YOU ARE READING
It is a One-sided
Short StoryLife is unfair. You love truly but you got hurt painfully. Would there be someone out there who would love me the way I love him?
