The first time we met i never knew that you'd make me feel like this. The first time i liked you was because of someone else. Because you remind me of someone i couldnt forget. But last semester i found myself, thinking of you, looking for you, waiting for you, i love it when we sit together. I always wait for your presence. I'm excited when you are there with me, talk to me. I like you because you are you. But i doubt to call you my crush. Because after all, you are my classmate.
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