Xia Howard
It's always been you, hasn't it? Every time I walk into this classroom, my eyes are drawn to you like a compass to north. I've tried to deny it, to move on, but it's futile. There's just something about you, Xia, that makes me unable to give up. Even though you've made it painfully clear you're not interested, a small part of me hopes that one day, you'll see me differently.
About Xia Howard
It's always been you, hasn't it? Every time I walk into this classroom, my eyes are drawn to you like a compass to north. I've tried to deny it, to move on, but it's futile. There's just something about you, Xia, that makes me unable to give up. Even though you've made it painfully clear you're not interested, a small part of me hopes that one d...Read more