IK deed dit voor jou? Wil je me nu accepteren?

I awaited his response as I sent him a friend request on Facebook. I waited for two weeks. He has not yet replied. My patience is running out and being mindful of him.

I decline my friend request, which gave me an awkward moment. I then considered leaving him out. I should send the request again and wait, but my heart is telling me to wait for him.

I checked my phone every day to see if he had accepted my request. I became chaotic as a result of that situation! I sent him a friend request, and a few days later, he accepted it, which was wonderful. I didn't text him because I was too afraid to talk to him.

I know I had waited, but what if he had a negative impression of me? and impression is all I'm considering right now. I was so tense that I didn't check Facebook or see how he was doing. however, I received a message like that one day.

hello!

who are you?

Do you know who I am?

I'm shocked to see them because they are messages from him, and I'm reluctant to respond to them.

PRISHA: Wow, this is starting to get interesting, Did you or didn't you respond to him?

ME: You're right, I did.

What were you saying, PRISHA?

ME: I responded to what he asked.

PRISHA: Did you express how you felt about him?

ME: No, but he did become a priceless individual.

PRISHA: Tell me what happened, don't keep me in suspense.

ME: Haha, good.

Eventually, I gave him a reply.

Hello, how are you?

I just came across you in my friend's suggestions, and I have no idea who you are!

I know I lied, but I have to talk to him and I can't tell him I'm stalking you, that I have a crush on you, and that I've looked for you everywhere because if I say that, he might think it's weird.

I then responded, "I'm Daksh's sister," as he put it.

He replied, "Oh, I didn't know that Daksh has a sister!" after reading the messages. nice to meet you, kid.

He messaged me to ask about me. What are you studying, where do you go to class, and how old are you?

responded that I'm 13 years old and in the eighth grade.

NEYHAN: That's shocking, you're only 13! What the heck are you doing on Facebook, kid!

I responded, "I'm just here to meet people," but he was unaware that I had already installed the app for him!

NEYHAN: You are my friend's sister, so you are also my sister, he said in response.

I didn't anticipate that response from him when I saw the message, and it broke my heart.

Why did he tell that way?

did he know I like him already?

Did he think I was a child?

Did he have a girlfriend, perhaps?

I did not respond to him, and I also deleted the app.

PRISHA: Why did you do that? What did you delete from the app?

ME: I believed it wouldn't occur!

PRISHA: Why did you flee from him? At the very least, you should mention your feelings.

ME: I have to tell him that. It will probably sound crazy, but. I've been thinking about him nonstop ever since I first laid eyes on you. You are the defining moment of the star collisions that struck me hard and caused my neat little world to fall into the sea. You were an unexpected surprise for me. You know, I never expected you to be there. but you are the one. There is no turning back now that it is all your doing.

For a few weeks, I forgot about him and went about my daily activities, which included dancing, studying, playing with friends, and attending class.

But I did meet a senior who behaved similarly to me one day, and we became friends before having a school photo taken of us looking in love.

I shied away from rumors and reasoned that dating my senior would be the best way to forget about my crush. I called my senior to let him know that I could date him, but as I was speaking with him, my heart was telling me that he wasn't the right person for me.

Don't be hesitant, have patience, and don't make mistakes. After offering my apologies to my senior, I left for home, installed Facebook once more, and messaged my crush.

"I can be your friend even though I don't have the concept to be your sister".

You gave the fastest response ever, and that's okay to be my friend, he later told me.

I was overjoyed after reading the message.

I'm beaming with joy as I talk about how we became friends. I enquired about his favorite activities from him after our friendship ended.

NEYHAN: Why do you care about those? ME: I'm just here to kill time; I don't really have anything to say.

NEYHAN: Tell me what you want to know, and I'll tell you.

ME: What color is your favorite?

It's white and pink, says NEYHAN.

I scream silently to myself, "I like pink too!".

ME: Do you have a girlfriend?

NEYHAN: Not now, but I have had romantic experiences!

QUESTION: What kind of girl do you like? NEYHAN: I adore tomgirls.

ME: What does that mean?

NEYHAN: I prefer girls who strike a balance between being girly and having boyish characteristics. I dislike girls who make me cringe, and I prefer girls who are more dignified and courageous.

I didn't think any of these had any quality, so I said, "Oh.". I wonder if you enjoy dancing

. NEYHAN: I enjoy dancing.

DO YOU LIKE THE GIRLFRIEND WHO IS DANCE OBSESSED?

NEYHAN: I like but still dislike the dance-obsessed girl because I believe that everyone should conduct themselves properly.

ME: OHHH (why God, I asked myself inwardly).

In addition, do you like girls who share your qualities?

NEYHAN: No.

ME: Why? You guys can enjoy the same things and wear pink, after all

NEYHAN: That's true, but I want a girl who has different opinions than mine because if we think the same way, our fun won't work.

ME: even with color?

NEYHAN: I agree!

ME: Alright, I really hope you can find a girl like that.

NEYHAN: I should look for something. . haha.

Conversation is over.

Oh my God.

What should I do right now?

I lacked the qualities he claimed I possessed.

How can I win his favor?

how can I expect him to love me? Without a doubt, I'm not the ideal match for him.

Is it possible that fate has destined him and I to be siblings?

Huh, I couldn't possibly imagine it that way. merely murder me.

In an anxious tone, PRISHA said, "What did you do then?".

ME: I've changed.

PRISHA: Hey, please don't say that your favorite things have changed for him.

ME: But you guessed correctly.

PRISHA: That is complete nonsense. .

hey, dear crush.

I've always wanted to say that pink is also my favorite color. When I was a kid, I almost exclusively wore pink. My very first color was pink. You would find it shocking, but I altered myself for you.

Changing pink to black made me incredibly happy.

And I switched from girlish to tomboy behavior.

I stopped dancing as a result of you.

I'm not crazy for learning this, I'm just not a fucking idiot; I know what I did. I gave my all for you.

Can you still accept me at this time? .

That is too much Bull Shit, says PRISHA.

ME: why?

PRISHA: How could someone alter something for Stanger?

ME: I have a strong connection with him; he is not a stranger.

PRISHA: Will you please admit that you're depressed as you adopt a new persona? ME: No, I didn't Force Myself to Change What He Likes.

PRISHA: Come on, manaha. NOT IN THE WRONG WAY, I SAY! What transpired? How did he react to you change what he loved? PRISHA: Okay, tell me the rest.

ME: I'll get to the rest, but I didn't tell him about the adjustments.

PRISHA: No, really!

ME: He might feel guilty.

What in the world happened next, PRISHA?

ME: Up until that news, I was pleased that we had become friends.

PRISHA: What transpired?

Don't leave without explaining,

PRISHA warned!

PRISHA: MANAHAAAA. .