I don’t know when I was depressed and storying my life into my book that wrapped, from second high school may be…When I was attracted to someone. She’s just nice, but clever too, and every man excited her. Her name is Dini, and my name is Wyzer (like East Europe’s name :p). She was dropped out from her old school, I don’t know the reason was. Once upon a time, in the morning, the school’s door has opened for several minutes, she’s came from her car (actually her father’s car :p) cause I seeing her from the window. She enter my classroom and sit down on my chair. What’s she doin’ on my chair?, think me. I look her , her face so happy, I don’t know why.
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