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You there?
It's me.
It's me Andrew.
Andrew Falcer.
The guy in sitting directly in the middle of class.
The guy who sits at the table in front of yours.
The guy who never speaks to anyone except when he has to.
The guy who's called a overachiever.
Now you know who I am.
You have the perfect reason to run away.
You also have the perfect reason to run towards me.
To say hi.
To talk to me.
To see me.
To love me.
Meet me at the bridge behind school.
Please.
I'm not a freak.
I'm not insane.
I'm not a creep.
I'm in love.
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Head Over Converses
Romance«I don't wear heels. I'm a guy. I wear converses. But girl, you sure have them flying over my head.» [ C O M P L E T E D ✔ ] Top Ranks: short story #116 [current perf cover by endoverend]
