You and L.Joe went to church, it was a bit awkward for the people to see a guy who looked like a rebel.

L.Joe shook his head, *Why did I even asked if I could go?* L.Joe looked around hoping no one he knows was there. He sighed in relief that there were no familiar faces there, he turned to you to ask something but he stopped when he saw you praying. He bit his lip and laid back, *So she only goes to church and school* he thought

He looked back at you, *I wonder why I feel sad whenever I see her, is fate telling me something?* He thought

Then you opened your eyes and looked at L.Joe and back to listening to the preaching.

L.Joe watched you, he could see the pain in your eyes then he leaned near you and whispered, "You go to church every week?" He asked. You looked at him and nodded.

L.Joe nodded and sat back down relaxed, 

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After the service you were still wondering why L.Joe was still following you, you turned to him, "Excuse me but I think you should go home now, I need to go home and study" You said

L.joe stopped, *Oh yeah~ why am I following her?* He nodded, "Alright, I'll see you on Monday"

You nodded and walked away

L.Joe pouted, *She still doesn't show any signs of love, but why do I keep having a thought of her father and brother? Why did they die?* he thought

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You went home and went to your room, you got your books and started reading, then L.Joe came into your mind, *I wonder why he became so friendly to me* You thought *And it is like he is has pity on me* You thought for a moment and shook your head, *Nevermind that! I need to study* You thought as you read your book.

After reading one book you went down to get a drink. Then you remembered L.Joe, *Why do I keep remembering him! I shouldn't fall inlove with someone damn it!* You thought and shook your head but you didn't realize you hit the glass and it shattered on the floor. 

You automatically got down and carefully started picking up the glass, you were very careful that you won't cut yourself, but then L.Joe came into your mind again and you accidentally cut your finger, you flinched and blew on it. You wagged it, you threw the glass and washed your finger, *Why does L.Joe keep distracting me?* you thought as you blew on your cut again