Him | POV

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It's 3am. I have to be awake in three hours. It's one of those moments where you just lie there, wondering if sleep really exists, if people really sleep.

I messed up today. I messed up real bad.

But that's the thing. Did I mess up? Was what happened wrong?

It keeps playing in my mind. I keep seeing the look in his eye.

In that moment, I knew exactly what he felt. Exactly.

But it wasn't for him.

Hours go by. I watch my alarm pass 12 each time.

6:00am. School.

Ugh.

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