His eyes look sharp. Its depth makes it harder to read his thoughts. It's not in my plan to look at him, directly in his eyes. But his gaze made me fascinated to see how deep it is. Our eyes met unknowingly. My eyes couldn't look away, and so is he. He is letting my guard down slowly, ... Unconsciously, from the first time our presence made an introduction to each other. DISCLAIMER: This story is written in TAGLISH
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