We’re not meant to be together. You’re not supposed to approach me and I am not supposed to let you approach me. And yet, I still did. Because maybe, you’re gonna be the one that saves me. After all, you’re my wonderwall.
You know, that old « new neighbour » cliché ? The one where a hot guy/girl moves in the house next door or on the same street ? The one where the hot guy/girl talks to the antisocial/nerdy/weird/rejected/alone person and then… well, you know. I don’t need to explain what happens next. If you don’t know, well… you’ll see.