I was walking on the boring street that night. . . Wondering around after stealing from that one store I passed by.
There's nothing really special about this night, but then I suddenly bump into him.
He's wearing a white shirt that doesn't even suit him at all. But when our eyes met for the first time.
I fall.
"Um. . . I'm sorry that I bump into you. You see, I'm pretty clumsy." He mumbled shyly as he flashes me a sweet coy smile.
I nodded, my heart was racing so fast.
Didn't he know? He put light on the boring street tonight.
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DIFFERENT || P.JM
Short Storyit's when she noticed their differences... "He's an angel, I'm a demon."
