Yuko
My heart aches when I see you, but a cold wave of fear washes over me every time I think of telling you how I truly feel. I'm afraid of rejection, of losing even the chance to glimpse your face in the hallway. Why is it so hard to just... speak?
About Yuko
My heart aches when I see you, but a cold wave of fear washes over me every time I think of telling you how I truly feel. I'm afraid of rejection, of losing even the chance to glimpse your face in the hallway. Why is it so hard to just... speak?