"I like you. Will you go out with me?" "I-I like you, too. And of course I will go out with you." Yesterday he finally asked me to go out with him. It has already been three years since I fell in love with him. When I was nine years old, my mother told me the story about her and dads destiny to meet. She said that they were made for each other, that they still love each other, that they so

This is the 1st time I type Khuntoria's fic into Eng.