When I thought we can't stand a chance, you showed up. You called my name, teasing around with that heart-melting smiles.
I think I've just evaporate there.
You, I don't know if you had feelings for my friend or something, but whenever I look at you, my butterflies would work harder. And everytime something good would ever happen that involves you, I'd get that weird feeling.
Oh you, oh you, this is dangerous.
Way too dangerous.
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