I see you by your locker, and decide this is my chance to tell you how i feel. I tell my mates I'll catch up with them later, and walk over to you. I tap you on the shoulder, you turn around and look and me with an annoyed face. "What now, Cameron?" You say, irritated by my mere existence. You're so... Beautiful. No, I can't let myself get distracted. I need to tell you how i feel. My mouth is dry, oh God, I'm so nervous. When i finally speak, my voice is quiet, barely a whisper C-can we talk?
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3~*little fool*~
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12/09/2025
~*little fool*~
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11/09/2025
~*little fool*~
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11/09/2025