Standing outside the video store, I fidget with my jacket collar, the other hand sweating in my pocket. Today’s the day. No more running, no more bottling up my feelings. I have to man up… but God, my heart feels like it’s going to explode!
I didn’t bring flowers or chocolates—no way. Gotta keep the cool act. But what are my chances? I’d be happy if she doesn’t laugh at me or slap my face. Just gotta stay chill… stay cool… but why does this feel like life or death?!
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