He called me red.
My hair was red.
But why did you call me red?
It annoyed me to the point I dyed it.
It was brown now.
But you stil called me red.
I asked you why.
You told me you always wanted to be so close to a person, that you had a nickame for them.
And I realized I loved you.
And so I let you call me red,
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Fanfiction- a short but sweet love story about the kid who watches everything from the corner. and the kid who gets bullied day and night. but knows how to indure it all.
