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He was perfect.

He could do anything.

He was popular.

He was friendly.

He was everything I wasn't.

That's why I never talked to him.

That's why I never tried to meet him properly.

I am Kim Taeyeon. I am 16 years old and I have no friends. I love taking pictures. There was this boy who liked a picture that I took. It was a picture of cracked ground. The one that would remind you of a world without water, trees, or sufficient food. A desert, to be short. It was a bit absurd because how can a person, someone who I admire so greatly, admire something else? It's like how a person with the most beautious hands would admire a person with roughly damaged and calloused hands. Little did I know, that person with pretty hands admired those ugly hands because it reeked of hardwork and perseverance.Something that I thought I never had, don't, and never will.

But that was just what I thought.

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HELLO! I know this is short but i'll make the next chapters longer!!!

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