Every day, until two long months, she wrote letters to him and hid them in his locker. Every day, she expected him to read those letters and try to find out who wrote them. Yet, every day, he dismissed them as some kind of joke.Then, one day, she left. Frustrated. Devastated. And heartbroken.And he was left with a bunch of letters to cry on.
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