tasu was reading a book while sitting alone, hoddie overhead, looking down, he looks sofisticated, like the book means something, something he can't quite find (love) but he hears footsteps, it was yours, with his head low and in a monotone voice he utters whatever you want better be important..i don't like talking to people. * but the truth was, he did, i wanted friends, needed them but he didn't want some to be head over heels for him*
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