chapter one:

She was a girl who had a lot of love to give and he was a boy who barely knew what it was.

Though she was a bit hesitant in doing so, she cupped his face with the palm of her hands. His eyes glossed over the features that adorned her face but left his face starting to heat up. He could barely make out her face, but he thought she was beautiful.

"V?"

"Hm?"

"It's okay for you to lean on other people."

"I know."

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(EVERY MORNING I WAKE UP TO THE SAME SWEET SOUND)