I wonder why dreams have always been better than realities. Or is it only me who thinks so? Either way, i don't care. haha. What matters to me is to see him. So when i saw him for real in the first time, i was so happy. I can't stop myself but to stare at him. He's something i never imagined to be true. After that incident, i wished to see him again and again, something I know that's hard to happen.
(errr~ i don't know how to end this! i'm not in the mood right now. )
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