Prologue

"𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜."

When was the first time we both pay attention to one another?

Was it when we were kids?

Well I pay attention to you back then but you don´t.

I was just insignificant as dust to you back then.

Then when was it ?

When did you started to notice my existence?

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It was on that rainy night was it?

The night where I smile at you.

The night where your beautiful crystal green orbs glared at me

You who were crying miserably in the rain.

Was strangely amusing to me.

Your pathetic state,

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make me smile.