Chapter 1989

Spencer continued with a hint of nostalgia in his voice, "I couldn't help but laugh at myself. All this time, I had never considered that she simply wasn't drawn to my looks. It was a hard pill to swallow. I started paying more attention to my appearance, insisting on wearing a pristine white shirt, controlling my facial expressions, and even modulating my voice when I spoke to her. Slowly, she began to notice, often getting lost in thought while discussing our studies."

He chuckled, "She was terrible at concealing her feelings back then. While others sneaked glances, she would openly stare. Thank goodness for my resilience. Anyone else might have felt unnerved."

had ever been in love. I was taken

and though I kept a cool demeanor, I was ecstatic inside. That night, I couldn't sleep. I ran all the way to her house. Her room light was on. I really wanted to call out to her, but I was afraid to scare her. So, I just stood there for hours until she turned off the light and left. I had never felt such crazy

about one thing: the one who confesses love first does love less. I was

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