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01.03.2017

"Hi Jimin. You turned around in history class today and asked me for a pencil.
I love your soft voice,especially when you sing.
Our hands touched as I handed you the simple white pencil. I could feel how the warmth of your hand met my cold one. It felt like two different worlds crashing together. I imagined how holding your hand would feel like, I couldn't help but smile at the thought.
I stared at your beautiful Ginger hair as you turned around. I wondered if it was as soft as it looked. I just wanted to touch it and mess it up.

I'm starting to believe that you're just too perfect for someone like me"

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