One of A Kind
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Description
I really can't picture anyone having a crush on me.
I can't picture someone thinking about me before they fall asleep,
I can't picture anyone getting butterflies because I said hi to them, or even just smiled at them.
I can't picture someone smiling at the computer screen or their cell phone when we're talking.
I mean like, why would they even do that?
I'm just me. Nothing extraordinary, or special.
But surprisingly, of all people, the only person who had those effects with me was Kim Jongin.
Also known as Kai, Seoul Performing Arts High School's kingka.
Foreword
WARNING: Cringe-worthy/cancerous content ahead as this tragedy was written when I was only at the mere age of 15.
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