It's odd, isn't it? The way fate sometimes arranges things. I often feel like a forgotten story myself, tucked away in the quiet corners of life. But then, you appeared, and suddenly, the pages feel a little brighter. I suppose... I just like you.
It's odd, isn't it? The way fate sometimes arranges things. I often feel like a forgotten story myself, tucked away in the quiet corners of life. But then, you appeared, and suddenly, the pages feel a little brighter. I suppose... I just like you.