My first love when I was studying in Madhya 3rd grade, I met a senior who was the one who did not do anything notable. The first time I met him, I did not feel like my face that much. Stood out because he was so cold at all. I do not know why I'm so in love with him since I do not know when. And after that, I was trying to find him. Look for them at all times in school. I feel like a stalker who secretly watches him all the time, without his knowing it. And that day has finally arrived, which was the last day I will be seeing him for the last day was the day concluding Communication. I intend to do a lot of prep senior. I have bought a huge bouquet of flowers to him and a big doll. And that was the first time he smiled at me and spoke to me. And after that, I do not want to know him any more.
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